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O  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song  ;  for  he  hath  done  mar- 
velous things  :  His  right  hand,  aid  his  holy  arm  hath 
gotten  him  the  victor}7.  Psalms  xcviii  Y, 


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PREFACE. 


TO  THE  FIRST  EDITION. 


The  following  Hymns  were  composed  partly 
from  several  passages  of  scripture  laid  on  my 
heart, or  opened  to  my  understanding,from  time 
to  time,  by  the  Spirit  of  God,  or  else  hinted  to 
me  by  other  Christians;  (of which  latter 
there  are  indeed  but  very  few)  partly  from  im- 
pressions felt  under  different  frames  of  spirit  at 
the  times  when  they  were  respectively  written; 
and  partly  from  spontaneous  impulses,or  reflec- 
tions on  such  subjects  as  accidentaly  occurred  to 
my  mind.  There  are  also  passages  interspersed 
here  and  there,  that  were  written  many  years 
ago  on  various  occasions,  and  now  thought  wor- 
thy, after  a  long  suppression,  of  being  revived 
and  brought  to  light  ;  but  these  likewise  are 
very  few. 

They  were  begun  almost  two  years  ago;  but 
have  been  greatly  impeded  ,and  often  interrup- 
ted by  disorder  and  darkness  of  soul,  afflictions 
and  temptations  of  various  kinds,  &  other  hin- 
drances,they  are  published  not  only  in  the  same 
order,  but  almost  in  the  same  manner  in  which 
they  were  first  written  :  For  though  they  have 


jy  PREFACE* 

since  undergone?  a  cursory  revisal,  and  have 
been  lightly  retouched,  the  alterations  I  have 
made  in  them  are  neither  very  numerous  nor 
material. 

I  desire  wholly  to  submit  them,  with  myself 
to  the  all-wise  disposal  of  that  God,  the  enliv- 
ening influences  of  whose  Spirit  I  often  felt 
while  they  were  composing.  All  I  would  hum- 
bly wish  is,  that  Jesus  of  Arazareth,  the  migh- 
ty God,  the  friend  of  sinners,  would  be  pleas- 
ed to  make  them,  in  some  measure,  (weak  and 
mean  as  they  are)  instrumental  in  setting  forth 
his  glory,  propagating  and  enforcing  the  truths 
of  his  gospel,  cheering  the  hearts  of  his  peo- 
ple, and  exalting  his  inestimable  righteousness, 
upon  which  alone  the  unworthy  author  desires 
to  rest  the  whole  of  his  salvation. 

Though  the  rich  displays  of  God's  free,  sover- 
eign grace, and  electing  love  to.me,  the  chief  of 
sinners  may  be  seen,  by  an  enlightened  eye,  in 
several  parts  of  the  compositions  ;  and  though 
one  of  them  in  particular  (  No  XXV  II.  p.  36, 
entitled  The  Author's  own  Confession}  be  writ- 
ten professedly  with  that  view  ;  I  shall  never- 
theless lay  hold  on  the  present  occasion  to 
make  my  public  acknowledgment  of  God's  un- 
merited mercy  to  me,  by  giving  a  brief  &  sum- 


PREFACE. 

mary  account  of  the  great  things  he  hath  done 
for  my  soul  5  I  say,  a  brief  fy  summary  account; 
for  a  minute  and  circumstantial  detail  of  them 
would  more  than  fill  an  ample  volume. 

I  beseech  Almighty  God  to  make  if. 
useful  to  his  children,  in  making  them  see 
by  it  the  riches  of  his  free  grace  to  the  worst 
of  men;  for  which  intent  it  was  written,  And 
let  those  who  may  be  tempted  thereby  to 
tempt  God,  or  to  backslide,  in  hopes  of  be- 
ing so  miraculously  reclaimed,  consider  that 
the  repentance  to  salvation  given  to  me  may 
not  be  given  to  them.  I  charge  them  there- 
fore,  in  the  name  of  God,  to  beware  of  any 
such  diabolical  delusion;  for  they  who  say,  let 
us  sin  that  grace  may  abound,  their  damntion 
is  just. — And  the  damnation  which  men  in- 
cur by  a  presumptuous,  wilful  abuse  and  con-* 
tempt  of  the  gospel, is  worse  than  that  of  Sodom 
and  Gomorrah  t  For  our  God  is  a  consuming  fire. 


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PRESAGE. 


AS  I  had  the  happiness  of  being  born  of  be- 
lieving parents,  I  imbibed  the  sound  doctrines 
ot  the  gospel  from  my  infancy  ;  nor  was  1  with- 
out touches  of  heart,  checks  of  conscience,  and 
melting- of  affections  by  the  secret  strivings  of 
God's  Spirit  with  me  while  very  young:  But 
me  impressions  weje  not  deep,  nor  the  influ- 
ences lasting,  being  frequently  defaced  and 
quenched  by  the  vanities  and  vices  of  child- 
hood and  youth. 

About  the  twenty-first  year  of  my  age,  I  be- 
gan to  be  under  great  anxiety  concerning  my 
soul. — The  9pifit  of  bondage  distressed  me  sore; 
though  I  endeavored  (as  1  believe  most  under 
legal  convictions  do)  to  commend  myself  to 
God's  favor,  by  amendment  of  life,  virtuous  re- 
solution!, moral  rectitude,  and  a  strict  attend- 
ance on  religious  ordinances.     I  strove  to  suq- 


PREFACEo  VI 

due  my  flesh  by  lasting  and  other  rigorous 
acts  of  penance  and  mortification  ;  and  when- 
ever I  was  captivated  by  its  lusts  (which  indeed 
was  often  the  case)  I  endeavored  to  reconcile 
myself  again  to  God  by  sorrow  for  my  faults  : 
which,  if  attended  with  tears,  I  hoped  would 
pass  as  current  coin  with  heaven;  and  then  1 
judged  myself  whole  again,  and  to  stand  on 
equal  terms  with  my  foes,  till  the  next  fall ; 
which  generally  succeeded  in  a  short  time. 

In  this  uneasy,  restless  round  of  sinning  and 
repenting,  working  and  reading,  I  went  on  for 
above  seven  years;  when  a  great  domestic 
affliction  befalling  m«>,  (in  which  I  was  a  mod- 
erate sufferer,but  a  monstrous  sinner,)  I  began 
to  sink  deeper  and  deeper  into  conviction  of 
my  nature's  evil,  the  deceitfulness  and  hard- 
ness of  my  heart,  the  wickedness  of  my  life, 
the  shaltownes-i  of  my  Christianity,  and  the 
blindness  of  my  devotion.  I  saw  that  I  was  in 
a  dangerous  state,  and  that  I  must  have  a  bet- 
ter religion  than  I  had  yet  experienced,  before 
I  could  with  any  propriety,  call  myself  a 
Christian.  How  did  I  now  long  to  feel  the 
merits  of  Christ  applied  to  my  soul  by  the  Ho- 
ly Spirit !  How  often  did  J  make  my  strongest 
effort  to  call  God  my  God!  — But,  alas!  I 
cOnld  no  more  do  this,  than  I  could  raise  the 
dead.  I  found  now,  by  woful  experience,  that 
faith  was  not  in  my  power  and  the  question 
with  me  now  was,  not,   whether  I  would  be 


VHl  PREFACE. 

a  Christian  or  not,  bat,  whether  I  might ;  not. 
whether  I  should  repent  and  believe,  but, 
whether  God  would  give  me  true  repentance 
and  a  living  faith. 

After  some  weeks  passed  in  this  gloomy, 
dreadful  state,  the  Lord  was  pleased  to  com- 
fort me  a  little,  by  enabling  me  to  appropriate, 
in  some  measure,  the  merits  of  the  Saviour  to 
my  own  soul. — This  comfort  increased  for 
some  time ;  and  my  understanding  was  also 
wonderfully  illuminated  in  reading  the  holy 
scriptures;  so  that  I  could  see  Christ  in  many 
passages,  where  before  I  little  imagined  to  find 
him  ;  and  was  encouraged  to  hope  I  had  an  in- 
terest in  his  merits,  and  the  benefits  b}'  him 
procured  to  his  people. 

In  this  blessed  state  my 'continuance  was  but 
-hort — for,  rushing  impetuously  into  notions 
beyond  my  experience,  I  hasted  to  make  my- 
self a  Christian  by  mere  doctrine,  adopting 
other  men's  opinions  before  I  had  tried  them, 
and  $i2t  up  for  a  great  light  in  religion,  disre- 
garding the  internal  work  of  grace  begun  in 
ml  by  the  Holy  Ghost.  This  liberty,  as- 
sumed by  myself,  and  not  given  by  Christ, 
soon  grew  to  libertanism,  in  which  I  took  large 
progressive  strides,  and  advanced  to  a  dreadful 
height,  both  in  principle  and  practice.  In  a 
word,  I  ran  such  dangerous  lengths  both  ofcar- 


PREFACE.  IX 

nal  and  spiritual  wickedness,  that  I  even  out- 
went professed  infidels,  and  shocked  the  irre- 
ligious and  profane  with  my  horrid  blasphemies 
and  impieties.  Hardness  of  heart  was,  with 
me,  a  sign  of  good  confidence  carelessness 
went  for  trust,  empty  notions  for  great  faith,  a 
seared  conscience  for  assurance  of  faith,  and 
rash  presumption  for  Christian  courage. 

My  actions  were,  in  a  great  measure,  con- 
formable to  my  notions.  For  having  (as  [  im- 
agined) obtained  by  Christ  a  liberty  of  sinning, 
I  was  resolved  to  make  use  of  it,  and  thought 
the  more  I  could  sin  without  remorse,  the 
greater  hero  I  was  in  faith.  A  tender  con- 
science I  deemed  weakness  ;  prayer  I  left  for 
novices  and  bigots  ;  and  a  broken  and  contrite 
heart  was  a  thing  too  low  and  legal  for  me  to 
approve,  much  more  to  desire.  Not  to  dwell 
on  particulars,  I  shall  only  say  (what,  tho' 
shocking  to  hear,  is  too  true  !)  that  1  commit- 
ted all  uncleanness  with  greediness. 

In  this  abominable  state  1  continued,  a  loose 
backslider,  an  audacious  apostate,  a.  bold-faced 
rebel,  for  nine  or  ten  years,  not  only  commit- 
ting acts  of  lewdness  myself,  but  infectin  gothj 
ers  with  the  poison  of  my  delusions.  1  pub- 
lished several  pieces  on  different  subjects, 
chiefly  translations  of  the  ancient  heathens,  to 
which  I  prefixed  prefaces,  and  subjoined  notes 


X  PREFACE. 

of  a  pernicious  tendency,  and  indulged  a  free- 
dom of  thought  far  unbecoming  a  Christian. 

But  God,  who  is  rich  in  mercy,  and  whose 
grace  is  like  himself,  almighty,  did  not  alto- 
gether give  me  up  to  hardness  and  impenitence. 
I  felt,  from  time  to  time,  meltings  of  heart  and 
inward  compunction  ;  and  had  a  sacred  hope 
at  the  bottom,  (which  often  rose  above  my 
gross  corruptions)  that  I  should  not  alwa}rs  go 
on  in  this  abandoned  manner,  and  run  as  rep- 
robate to  final  perdition. 

About  seven  or  ejght  years  ago,  I  began  by 
degrees  to  reform  a  little,  and  to  live  in  a 
more  sober  and  orderly  manner.  And  now  as 
I  retained  the  form  of  sound  words,  and  held 
the  doctrines  of  free-grace,  justification  by  faith 
and  other  orthodox  tenets,  I  was  tolerably  con- 
fident of  the  goodness  oi'my  state,  especially 
as  I  could  now  also  add  that  other  requisite,  a 
moral  behaviour. — Surely  thought  I,  though  { 
have  been  so  profligate  and  profane,  yet  as  I 
am  now  reclaimed,  and  am  not  only  sound  in 
principles,  but  sober  and  honest  in  practice,  L 
•atmot  but  be  in  the  right  way  to  the  favor  of 
God. 

For  several  years  I  went  on  in  this  easy, 
cool,  smooth,  and  indolent  manner.with  a  luke- 
warm, insipid  kind  of  religion,  yet  not  without 
some  secret  whispers  of  God's  love,  and  visita« 
tjoijs  of  his  grape,  and  now  and  then  warm  ad- 


PREFACE.  Xt 

dresses  to  him  in  private  pi  tyer.  But,  alas  1 
all  this  while  my  heart  was  who!*  ;  the  foun- 
tains of  the  great  deeps  of  my  si&i'i  1  nature 
were  not  broken  up.  I  was,  therefore,  con- 
scious that  the  written  ?void  of  God  was  a- 
gainst  me,  especially  those  parts  of  it,  that 
represent  the  children  of  God  as  a  poor,  af- 
flicted, mourning,  broken-hearted  people  ;  of 
which  character  I  knew  myself  to  be  an  entire 
stranger. 

My  fears,  that  I  was  not  a  child  of  God, 
became  at  length  very  distressing,  which  were 
attended  with  great  infirmity  of  body.  One 
morning  I  was  waken  with  intolerable  pain,as  if 
balls  of  fire  were  burning  my  reins.  Amidst  this 
excruciating  torture,which  lasted  near  an  hour, 
one  of  the  first  things  I  thought  on  was,  the  pier- 
ced side  of  Jesus,  and  what  pain  of body, as  well 
as  soul,  he  underwent.  Soon  after  tiiis  trial 
I  was  seized  in  the  evening  with  a  cold  shiver- 
ing, which  I  thought  to  be  the  hand  of  death, 
and  feared  that  1  should  soon  be  in  everlasting 
burnings.  In  this  condition  I  went  to  my  bed, 
but  dared  not  close  my  eyes,  even  when  nature 
was  overcharged,  lest  I  should  awake  in  hell. 

While  these  horrors  remained,  I  used  to  run 
backwards  and  forwards  to  places  of  religious 
worship,  especially  to  the  tabernacle  in  Moor- 


Xll  PREFACE. 

field  and  the  chapel  in  Tottenham  court :  wfeere 
I  received  some  comfort,  which,  though  little, 
was  then  highly  prized,  because  greatly  need- 
ed. But  in  general  almost  every  thing  served 
to  condemn  me,  to  make  me  rue  my  own  back- 
slidings,  and  envy  those  children  of  God,  who 
had  continued  to  walk  honestly  ever  since  their 
first  conversion.  Notions  of  religion'  I  wanted 
no  man  to  teach  me ;  I  had  doctrine  enough, 
hut  found  by  woful  experience,  that,  dry  doc- 
trine, though  ever  so  sound,  will  not  sustain 
the  soul  in  the  day  of  trial. 

In  this  almost  hopeless  state  I  continued  until 
1757,  when  I  happened  to  go  in  the  afternoon 
to  the  Moravian  chapel  in  Fetter-Lane,  where 
1  had  been  several  times  before, The  min- 
ister preached  on  these  words ;  Because  thou 
hast  kept  the  word  of  my  patience,  I  also  will 
keep  thee  from  the  hour  of  temptation*  which 
skill  come  apon  all  the  world  to  try  (hem  that 
dwell  upon  the  earth.  Rev.iii.  10.  Though  the 
text,  and  most  of  what  was  said  on  it,  seemed 
to  make  greatly  against  me,  yet  I  listened 
with  much  attention,  and  felt  myself  deeply 
impressed  by  it.  When  it  was  over,  I  thought 
of  hastening  to  Tottenham  Court  chapel;  but 
presently  altering  my  mind,  returned  to  my 
own  house. 

I  was  hardly  got,  home    when  I  felt  myself 


PREFACE.  Xlll 

melting  away  into  a  strange  softness  of  affec- 
tion, which  made  me  fling  myself  on  my  knees 
before  God, — My  horrors  were  immediately 
dispelled,  and  such  light  and  comfort  flowed 
into  my  heart,  as  no  word  can  paint.  The 
Lord,  by  his  Spirit  of  love,  came  not  in  a  vis- 
ionary manner  into  my  brain,  but  with  such 
divine  power  and  energy  into  my  soul,  that  I 
was  lost  in  blissful  amazement.  1  cried  out, 
"What  me,  Lord?1'  His  Spirit  answered  in  me. 
Yes,  thee,  I  objected.  uHut  I  have  been  so 
unspeakably  vile  and  wicked. " — The  answer 
was;  I  pardon  thee  fully  and  freely.  Thy  own 
goodness  (for  I  had  now  set  about  a  thorough 
amendment,  if  peradventure  I  might  be 
6pared, X  cannot  save  thee,  nor  shall  thy  wick- 
edness damn  thee.  I  undertake  to  work  all  thy 
works  in  thee  and  for  thee,  and  to  bring  thee 
safely  through.  The  alteration  I  then  felt  in  my 
soul  was  sudden  and  palpable  as  that  which  is 
experienced  by  a  person  staggering,and  almost 
sinking  under  a  burden,  when  it  is  immediately 
taken  from  his  shoulders.  Tears  ran  in  streams 
from  my  eyes  for  a  considerable  while,  and  1 
was  swallowed  up  in  joy  and  thankfulness.  I 
threw  my  soul  willingly  into  my  Saviour's 
llands ;  lay  weeping  at  his  feet,  wholly 
/resigned  to  his  will,  and  only  begging 
tfiat    I  might,    if  he  was    graciously  pleased 


XIV  PRE PACK. 

to  pennt  it,  be  of  some  service  to  his  church 
and  people* 

Thenceforth  I  enjoyed  great  peace  cf  mind, 
and  had  such  clear  and  frequent  manifestations 
of  his  love  to  me,  that  I  longed  for  no  other 
heaven.  My  horrors  were  banished,  and  have 
not,  I  think,returned  since  with  equal  violence. 
And  though  I  can  see  little  signs,  as  yet,  of  his 
granting  my  request  concerning  usefulness;* 
though  I  am  very  barren  of  good,  and  lull  of 
evil ;  though  I  have  many  sore  trials  and  t  emp- 
tations  in  my  soul ;  yet  it  pleases  the  Lord  t  o  re- 
veal himself  in  me,  to  open  the  mysteries  o  f  his 
cross,  and  give  me  to  trust  in  his  precious 
blood. 

Not  long  after  this  my — shall  I  call  ifre-< -di- 
version1! f  was  terribly  infested  with  thought  ^Jso 
monstrously  obscene  aud  blasphemous,  ti  lat 
they  cannot  be  spoken,  nor  so  much  as  hint<  *d, 
and,  I  believe,  such  as  hardly  ever  enter  ed 
into  the  heart  of  any  other  man;  though  laii 
sensible  that  most  of  God's  children  are  som  e- 
times  attacked  in  like  manner:  But  mine  we  re 
foul  and  black  beyond  example,  and  seemed  Hfi> 
be  the  master  pieces  of  hell.  They  haunted  m  « 
some  months;  and  used  to  make  me  weep  bi  fc- 
terly,   and  cry  earnestly    to   God   to  remov   ft 

*  This  was  written  before  the  authors's  preparation  for  i 
the  gospel  ministry. 


PREFACE*  XV 

tuem,  which  at  last  he  was  pleased  to  do,  in  a 
great  measure;  (hough  the}'  would  often  be  re- 
turning still,  like,  intruding  visitants,  but  are 
not  permitted  to  come  with  much  power.  In 
short,  I  feel  myself  now  as  poor,  and  weak,  as 
helpless  and  dependent  as  ever;  but  now  my 
weakness  is  my  greatest  strength  5  I  now  re- 
joice, though  I  rejoice  with  trembling. 

I  soon  began  to  be  visited  by  God's  Spirit  in 
a  different  manner  from  whatever  I  had  felt 
before.  I  had  constant  communion  with  him  in 
prayer.-His  sufferings,  his  wounds,  his  agonies 
of  soul,  were  imprest  upon  me  in  an  amazing 
manner.  I  now  believed  my  name  was  sculp- 
tured deep  in  the  Lord  Jesus'  breast,  with 
characters  never  to  be  erased.  I  saw  him 
with  the  eye  of  faith,  stooping  under  the  load 
of  my  sins  ;  groaning  and  groveling  in  Geth- 
semane  for  me.  The  incarnate  God  was  more 
and  more  revealed  to  me  ;  and  I  had  far  oth- 
er notions  of  his  sufferings  then  I  had  enter- 
tained before.  Now  I  saw  that  the  grief  of 
Christ  was  the  grief  of  my  Maker;  that  his 
wounds  were  the  wounds  of  the  Almighty  God  ; 
and  the  least  drop  of  his  blood  now  appeared 
to  me  more  valuable  than  ten  thousands  of 
worlds.  As  I  had  before  thought  his  sufferings 
too  little*  they  now  appeared  to  me  to  be  ioo 
it:  and  I  often  cried  out.  in   transports    of 


XVI  PREFACE. 

blissful]  astonishment,  "Lord,  'tis  too  much, 
'tis  too  much  ;  surely  my  soul  was  not  worth 
so  great  a  price."  I  had  also  such  a  spirit  of 
sympathetic  love  to  the  Lord  Jesus  given  me, 
that  after  I  had  left  off  to  sorrow  for  myself,  for 
some  months  I  grieved  and  mourned  bitterly 
for  him.  1  looked  on  him  whom  I  had  pierc- 
ed and  felt  such  sharp  compunction,  mixt  at 
the  same  time  with  so  much  compassion,  that 
the  pain  and  pleasure  I  experienced,  are  much 
better  felt  than  exprest. 

But  Christ  and  he  crucified,  is  now  the  on- 
ly thing  I  desire  to  know.  In  that  incarnate 
mystery  are  contained  all  the  rich  treas- 
ures of  divine  Wisdom.  This  is  the  mark  to- 
wards which  1  am  still  pressing  forward.  This 
is  the  cup  of  salvation,  of  which  I  wish  to  drink 
deeper  and  deeper.  This  is  the  knowlege, 
in  which  I  long  to  grow;  and  desire  at  the 
same  time  a  daily  increase  in  all  true  grace  and 
godliness.  All  duties,  means,  ordinances,  &c. 
are  to  me  then  only  rich,  when  they  are  en- 
riched with  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ;  in  compar- 
ison of  which,  all  things  else  are  but  chaff  anqi 
husks. 

Pharisaic  Zeal,  and  Antimonian  Security, 
are  the  two  engines  of  Satan,  with  which  he 
grinds  the  church  in  all  ages,  as  betwixt  the 
u  operand  the   nether  millstone.     The  space 


PREFACE.  XV  ii 

between  them  is  much  narrower  and  harder 
to  find  than  most  men  imagine.  It  is  a  path 
which  the  vulture's  eye  hath  not  seen  ;  and 
none  can  shew  it  us  but  the  Holy  Ghost.  Here, 
Jet  no  one'trust  the  directions  of  his  own  heart, 
or  of  any  other  man  ;  lest  by  being-  warned  to 
shun  the  one,  he  be  dashed  against  the  other. 
The  distinction  is  too  fine  for  us  to  discern  : 
therefore,  let  the  christian  ask  direction  of  his 
God.  These  two  hideous  monsters  continual- 
ly worry  and  perplex  my  soul :  Tv  or  is  the 
Jbrmer^  though  appearing  in  a  holier  shape, 
one  less,  but  (if  possible)  more  odious  to 
me  than  the  latter.  Therefore,  from  the  won- 
derful dealings  of  God  towards  me,  1  endeav- 
or to  draw  the  following  observations. 

On  the  one  hand,  T  would  observe  ;  That  it 
is  not  of  him  that  willeth,  nor  of  him  that  run- 
neih.  but  of  God  which  sheweth  mercy — That 
none  can  make  a  Christian,  but  he  that  made 
the  world.  That  it  is  the  glory  of  God  to 
bring  good  from  evil — That,  whom  he  ioveth, 
be  Ioveth  unto  the  end — That,  though  all  men 
seek,  more  or  less,  to  recommend  themselves 
to  God's  favor  by  their  works,  yet,  to  him  that 
•worketh  not,  but  believeih  on  Him  that  justifieth 
the  ungodly,  his  faith  is  counted  for  righteous- 
ness— That  the  blood  of  the  Redeemer,  applied, 
to  the  son!  by  his  Spirit,  is  the  one  thing  need- 


tfviii  pkei\aCe. 

fjil — That  prayer  is  the  task  and  labor  of  a 
Pharisee;  but  the  privilege  and  delight  of  a 
Christian — That  God  grants  not  the  request  of 
his  people,  because  they  pray;  but  they  pray, 
because  he  designs  to  answer  their  petitions — 
That  self-righteousness,  and  legal  holiness, 
rather  keep  the  soul  from  than  draw  it  to 
Christ—That  they  who  seek  salvation  by  them, 
pursue  shadows,  mistake  the  great  end  of  the 
law,  and  err  from  the  wcty,  the  truth  and  the 
life — That  God's  design  is  to  glorify  his  Son 
alone,  and  to  debase  the  excellency  of  every 
creature — That  no  righteousness  besides  the 
the  righteousness  of  Jesus,  (that  is,  the  right- 
eousness of  God)  is  of  any  avail  towards  ac- 
ceptance— That  to  be  a  moral  man,  a  zealous 
man,  a  devoot  man,  is  very  short  of  being  a 
Christian — That  the  eye  of  faith  looks  more 
to  the  hlood  of  Jesus,  than  to  the  soul's  victo- 
ry over  corruptions — That  the  dealings  of  God 
with  his  people  though  similar  in  the  general, 
are  nevertheless  so  various,  that  there  is  no 
chalking  out  the  path  of  one  child  of  God  by 
those  of  another ;  no  laying  down  regular 
plans  of  christian  conversion,  christian  ex- 
perience, christian  usefulness,  or  christian  con- 
versation— That  the  will  of  God  is  the  only 
standard  of  right  and  good — That  the  sprink- 
ling of  the  blood  of  a  crucified  Saviour  on  the 


PREFACE.  XiZ 

conscience,  by  the  Holy  Ghost  sanctifies  a  man; 
without  which  the  most  abstemious  life,  and 
rigorous  discipline,  is  unholy — Lastly,  That 
faith  and  holiness,  with  every  other  blessing*, 
are  the  purchase  of  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
and  that  he  has  a  right  to  bestow  them  on 
whom  he  will,  in  such  a  manner  and  in  such 
a  measure,  as  he  thinks  best ;  though  the  spir- 
it in  all  men  lusteth  to  envy. 

On  the  other  hand,  1  would  observe :  that 
it  is  not  so  easy  to  be  a  Christian  as  some  men 
seem  to  think — That  for  a  living  soul  really 
to  trust  in  Christ  alone,  when  he  sees  nothing 
in  himself  but  evil  and  sin,  is  an  act  as  super- 
natural as  for  Peter  to  walk  the  sea — That, 
mere  doctrine,  though  ever  so  sound,  will  not 
alter  the  heart;  consequently,  that  to  turn 
from  one  set  of  tenets  to  another,  is  not  Chris- 
tian conversion — That  as  much  as  Lazarus 
coming  out  of  his  grave  and  feeling  himself 
restored  to  life,  differed  from  those  who  only 
saw  the  miracle,  or  believed  the  fact  when 
told  them ;  so  great  is  the  difference  between  a 
soul's  really  corning  out  of  himself,  and  having 
the  righteousness  of  Christ  imputed  to  him  by 
the  preciousj'faith  of  God's  elect,&  a  man's  bare 
believing  the  doctrine  of  imputed  righteous- 
ness, because  he  sees  it  contained  in  scripture, 
or  assenting  to  the  'truth  of  it  when  proposed 


XX  PREFACE. 

to  his  understanding  by  others — That  a  whole- 
hearted disciple  can  have  but  little  commun- 
ion with  a  broken-hearted  Lord — That  if  any 
man  have  not  the  Spirit  of  Christ  he  is  none  of 
his — That  a  prayerless  spirit,  is  not  the  spirit 
of  Christ ;  but  that  prayer  to  a  Christian,  is  as 
necessary  and  as  natural  as  food  to  a  natural 
man — That  the  usual  way  of  going  to  heaven, 
is  through  great  tribulation — That  the  sipner 
which  is  drawn  to  Christ,  is  not  he  that  has 
learnt  that  he  is  o  sinner  by  head-knowledge, 
but  that  feels  himself  such  by  heart  contrition 
-That  he  that  believeth,  hath  an  unction  fron> 
the  Holy  One — That  a  true  Christian  is  as  vi- 
tally united  to  Christ,'as  my  hand  or  foot  to 
my  body;  consequently  suffers  and  rejoices 
with  him — That  a  believer  talks  and  convers- 
es with  God — That  a  dead  faith  can  no  more 
cherish  the  soul,  than  a  dead  corpse  can  per- 
form the  functions  of  life — That  where  there- 
is  true  faith,  there  will  be  obedience  and  the 
fear  of  God-That  he  that  lives  by  the  faith 
of  the  Son  of  God,  eateth  his  flesh  and  drink- 
etfa  his  blood — That  he  that  hath  the  Soji,  haik 
life  ;  and  he  that  hath  not  the  Son  of  God,  hath 
not  life — That  many  imagine- themselves  great 
believers,  who  have  little  or  no  true  faith  at 
all ;  and  many,  who  deem  themselves  void  of 
faith,  cleave  to  Christ  by  jtie  faith  of  the  op*1 


PREFACE.  XX i 

ration  of  God — That  faith,  like  gold,  must  be 
tried  in  the  fire,  before  it  can  be  depended  on 
— Lastly,  that  Christians  are  sealed  by  the 
Holy  Ghost  to  the  day  of  redemption  :  and  to 
this  seal  they  trust  their  eternal  welfare,  not 
to  naked  knowledge,  or  speculative  notions, 
though  ever  so  deep.  They  dread  to  dream 
they  are  rich,  whea  they  are  blind  and  poor,- 
to  have  a  name  to  live*,  and  yet  be  dead ;  or  to 
be  forced  to  fly  for  precarious  refuge  to  the 
conjectural  scheme  of  universal  salvation,  with 
those  who  hope  to  be  saved,  because  they 
think  there  will  be  none  lost. 

For  myown  part,I  confess  myself  a  sinner  still : 
and  though  I  am  not  much  tempted  to  outward 
gross  acts  of  iniquity,  yet  inward  corruptions 
&  spiritual  wickedness,  continually  harrass  and 
perplex  my  soul,  and  often  make  me  cry  out, 
O  wretched  man  that  I  am  ;  who  shall  deliver  me 
from  the  body  of  this  death ! — From  me  they  are 
not  yet  removed;  though  I  once  hoped,  with 
many  others,  that  1  should  soon  get  rid  of  them. 
All  I  can  do  is  to  look  to  Jesus  through  them 
all ;  cling  fast  to  his  wounded  side  ;  long  to  be 
clothed  with  his  righteousness ;  pray  him  to 
plead  my  cause  against  these  spiritual  ene 
mies  that  rise  up  against  me  ;  and,  though  I 
feel  myself  leprous  from  head  to  foot,  believe 
that  I  amclean  through  the  word  which  he  h:itb 


XX11  PREFACE. 

spoken  unto  me.  In  short,  I  rejoice,  not  be- 
cause the  spirits  are  always  subject  to  me,  (for 
alas  !  I  find  they  are  often  too  strong-  for  me  to 
control,)  but  because  my  name  is  witten  in 
heaven. 

I  am  daily  more  and  more  convinced,  that 
the  promises  o.f  God  to  his  people,  are  absolute; 
and  desire  to  build  my  hopes  on  the  free  elect- 
ing love  of  God  m  Christ  Jesus  to  my  soul,  be- 
fore the  world  began  ;  which,  I  can  experi- 
mentally and  feelingly  say,  hath  delivered  me 
from  the  lowest  hell.  He  hath  plucked  me  as 
a  brand  out  of  the  fire.  Though  my  ways 
were  dreadfully  dangerous  to  the  last  degree, 
his  eye  was  all  along  upon  me  ior  good.  He 
hath  excited  me  to  love  much,  by  forgiving 
me  much.  He  hath  shewed  me,  and  still  daily 
shows  me  the  abominable  deceit,  lust,  enmity, 
and  pride  of  my  heart,  and  the  inconceivable 
depths  of  his  mercy;  how  far  I  was  fallen, 
and  how  much  it  cost  him  of  sweat  and  blood 
to  bring  me  up. — He  hath  proved  himself 
stronger  than  I  and  his  goodness  superior  to  all 
my  un worthiness.  He  gives  me  to  knozv  and 
to  feel  too,  that  without  him  I  can  do  nothing. 
Though  an  enemy.he  calls  me  his  friend;  though 
a  traitor,  his  child  ;  though  a  beggared  prodi- 
gal, he  clothes  me  with  the  best  robe,  and  lias 
put  a  ring  of  endless  love  and  mercy  on  my 
hand.     And  though  I  am  often  sorely   distre>r 


PREFACE.  XX1U 

by  spiritual  internal  foes,  afflicted,  tormented, 
and  bowed  down  almost  to  death,  with  the 
sense  of  my  own  present  barrenness,  ingrati- 
tude, and  proneness  to  evil ;  he  secretly  shews 
me  his  bleeding  wounds  ;  but  softly  and  pow- 
erfully, whispers  to  my  soul,  "I  am  thy  great 
salvation."" 

His  free  distinguishing  grace  is  the  bottom 
on  which  is  iixt  the  rest  of  my  poor,  weary, 
tempted  soul.  On  this  I  ground  my  hope,  of- 
tentimes when  unsupported  by  any  other  evi- 
dence, save  only  by  the  spirit  of  adoption  re- 
ceived from  him.  He  hath  chosen  me  out  from 
everlasting,  in  whom  to  make  known  the  in- 
exhaustible riches  of  his  free  grace  and  long- 
suffering.  Though  I  am  a  stranger  to  others, 
and  a  wonder  to  myself;  yet  I  know  him,  or 
rather  am  known  of  him.  Though  poor  in 
myself,  I  am  rich  enough  in  him.  When  my 
dry,  empty,  barren  soul  is  parched  with  thirst, 
be  kindly  bids  me  come  to  him  and  drink  my 
fill  at  the  fountain-head.  In  a  word,  he  em- 
powers me  to  say,  with  experimental  evidence, 
&here  sin  abounded, grace  did  much  more  abound 
Amen  and  Amen. 

Jpril  1,759. 


XX11  PREFACE. 

spoken  unto  me.  In  short,  I  rejoice,  not  be- 
cause the  spirits  arc  always  subject  to  me,  (for 
alas  !  I  find  .they  are  often  too  strong-  for  me  to 
control,)  but  because  rr.y  name  is  witten  in 
heaven. 

I  am  dairy  more  and  more  convinced,  that 
the  promises  of  God  to  his  people,  are  absolute; 
and  desire  to  build  my  hopes  on  the  free  elect- 
ing love  of  God  m  Christ  Jesus  to  my  soul,  be- 
fore the  world  began  ;  which,  I  can  experi- 
mentally and  feelingly  say,  hath  delivered  me 
from  the  lowest  hell.  He  hath  plucked  me  as 
a  brand  out  of  the  fire.  Though  my  ways 
were  dreadfully  dangerous  to  the  last  degree, 
his  eye  was  all  along  upon  me  lor  good.  He 
hath  excited  me  to  love  much,  by  forgiving 
me  much.  He  hath  shewed  me,  and  still  daily 
shows  me  the  abominable  deceit,  lust,  enmity, 
and  pride  of  my  heart,  and  the  inconceivable 
depths  of  his  mercy;  how  far  I  was  fallen, 
and  how  much  it  cost  him  of  sweat  and  blood 
to  bring  me  up. — He  hath  proved  himself 
stronger  than  I  and  his  goodness  superior  to  all 
my  un worthiness.  He  gives  me  to  know  and 
to  feel  too,  that  without  him  I  can  do  nothing. 
Though  an  enemy.he  calls  me  his  friend;  though 
a  traitor,  his  child  ;  though  a  beggared  prodi- 
gal, he  clothes  me  with  the  best  robe,  and  has 
put  a  ring  of  endless  love  and  mercy  on  my 
hand.     And  though  I  am  often  sorely   distress 


PREFACE.  XX  111 

by  spiritual  internal  foes,  afflicted,  tormented, 
and  bowed  down  almost  to  death,  with  the 
sense  of  my  own  present  barrenness,  ingrati- 
tude, and  proneness  to  evil ;  he  secretly  shews 
me  his  bleeding  wounds  ;  but  softly  and  pow- 
erfully, whispers  to  my  soul,  "I  am  thy  great 
salvation.1' 

His  free  distinguishing  grace  is  the  bottom 
on  which  is  iixt  the  rest  of  my  poor,  weary, 
tempted  soul.  On  this  I  ground  my  hope,  of- 
tentimes when  unsupported  by  any  other  evi- 
dence, save  only  by  the  spirit  of  adoption  re- 
ceived from  him.  He  hath  chosen  me  out  from 
everlasting,  in  whom  to  make  known  the  in- 
exhaustible riches  of  his  free  grace  and  long- 
suffering.  Though  I  am  a  stranger  to  others, 
and  a  wonder  to  myself;  yet  I  know  him,  or 
rather  am  known  of  him.  Though  poor  in 
myself,  I  am  rich  enough  in  him.  When  my 
dry,  empty,  barren  soul  is  parched  with  thirst, 
be  kindly  bids  me  come  to  him  and  drink  my 
fill  at  the  fountain-head.  In  a  word,  he  em- 
powers me  to  say,  with  experimental  evidence, 
where  sin  abounded, grace  did  much  more  abound 
Amen  and  Amen. 

April  1759. 


HYMNS. 

— 000—  :,!.  ' 

HYMN  1.    L.  M. 

On  the  Passion. 

1  Come  all  ye  chosen  saints  of  God, 
That  long  to  feel  the  cleansing  blood 
In  pensive  pleasure  join  with  me, 
To  sing  of  sad  Gethsemane. 

2  Gethsemane,  the  Olive  Press  ! 

(And  why  so  call'd,  let  Christians  guess.) 
Fit  name  !  fit  placet  where  vengeance 
strove 
And  grip'd  and  grappled  hard  with  love. 

3  Twas  here  the  Lord  of  life  appear'd, 
And  sigh'd  and  groan'd,  and  pray  d,  and 

fear'd ; 
Bore  all  incarnate  God  could  bear, 
With  strength  enough  ;  and  none  to  spare. 

4  The  power  of  hell  united  press'd, 

And  squeez'd  his  heart,  and  bruis'dhis  breast. 
What  dreadful  conflicts  rag'd  within, 
When  sweat-and  blood  forc'd  thro'  the  skin  ! 

|  o  Dispatch'd  from  heaven  an  angel  stood, 
Amaz'd  to  find  him  bath'd  in  blood  f 
Ador'd  by  angels  and  obey'd 
But  lower  now  than  angels  made. 
3 


2  HYMN  l. 

6  He  stood  to  strengthen,  not  to  fight, 
Justice  exacts  its  utmost  mite. 

This  victim,  vengeance  will  pursue  : 
He  undertook,  and  must  go  through. 

7  Three  favor'd  servants,  left  not  far, 
Were  bid  to  wait  and  watch  the  war : 
But  Christ  withdrawn,  what  watch  we 

keep ! 
To  shun  the  sight,  they  sunk  in  sleep. 

8  Backwards  and  forwards  thrice  he  ran, 
As  if  he  sought  some  help  from  man  ; 
Or  wish'd,  at  least,  they  would  condole 
('Twas  all  they  could)  his  tortur'd  soul. 

9  Whate'er  he  sought  for,  there  was  none^ 
Our  Captain  fought  the  field  alone : 
'Soon  as  the  chief  to  battle  led, 

That  moment  every  soldier  fled. 

10  Mysterious  conflict !  dark  disguise! 
Hid  from  all  creatures'  peering  eyes: 

Angels  astonish'd,  view'd  the  scene, 
And  wonder'd  yet  what  all  could  mean. 

11  O  Mount  of  Olives,  sacred  grove  ! 
O  garden,  scene  of  tragic  love  ! 
What  bitter  herbs  thy  beds  produce  ! 
How  rank  their  scent!  how  harsh  their 

juice ! 


HYMN  I.  S 

12  Rare  virtues  now  these  herbs  contain; 
The  Saviour  suck'd  out  all  their  bane. 
My  mouth  with  these  if  conscience  cramp 
I'll  eat  them  tvith  the  Pascal  Lamb. 

13  O  Kedron,  gloomy  brook,  how  foul, 
Thy  black  polluted  waters  roll ! 

No  tongue  can  tell  (but  some  can  taste) 
The  filth  that  into  thee  was  cast. 

14  In  Eden's  garden  there  was  food 
Of  every  kind  for  man,  while  good; 
But  banish'd  thence,  we  fly  to  thee, 
O  garden  of  Gethsemane. 

Part  2. 

1  And  why  dear  Saviour,  tell  me  why, 
Thou  thus  wouldst  suffer,  bleed,  and  die? 
What  mighty  motive  could  thee  move? 
The  motive's  plain,  'twas  all  for  love. 

2  For  love  ©f  whom  ?  Of  sinners  base, 
A  harden'd  herd,  a  rebel  race 

That  mock'd  and  trampled  on  thy  blood, 
And  wanton'd  with  the  wounds  of  God. 

3  When  rocks  and  mountains  rent  with  dread. 

And  gaping  graves  gave  up  their  dead  ; 
When  the  fair  sun  withdrew  his  light3 
And  bid  his  head  to  shun  the  sight. 


4  HYMN  1. 

4  Then  stood  the  wretch  of  human  race, 
And  rais'd  his  head,  and  shew'd  his    faoe ; 
Gaz'd  unconcem'd  when  nature  fail'd, 
And  scoff'd,  and  sneer'd,  and  curs'd,  and 

rail'd. 

5  Harder  than  rocfcs  and  mountains  are, 
More  dull  than  dirt  and  earth  by  far. 

Man  viewM  unmov'd  thy  blood's  rich  stream. 
Nor  ever  dream'd  it  flow'd  for  him, 

v  Such  was  that  race  of  sinful  men, 
That  gainM  that  great  salvation  then, 
Such  and  such  only,  still  we  see, 
Such  they  were  all :  and  such  are  we. 

7    The  Jews  with  thorns  his  temples  crown?d, 
And  lash'd  him  when  his  hands  were  bound; 
*  But  thorns,  and  knotted  whips,  and  bands^ 
By  us  were  furnish'd  to  their  hands. 

•  They  nail'd  him  to  the  accursed  tree. 
They  did,  my  brethren,  so  did  we. 
The  soldier  pierc'd  his  side,  'tis  true,1 
But    we    hare    pierc'd    him    through  and 
through. 

9  O  love,  of  unexampled  kind ! 

That  leavoe  all  thought  so  far  behind: 


HYMN  2.  0 

Where  length,  and  breadth,    and  depth,  and 
height, 
Are  lost  to  my  astonish'd  sight, 

10  For  love  of  me  the  Son  of  God 
Drain'd  every  drop  of  vital  blood  J 
Long  time  1  after  idols  ran ; 
But  now  my  God's  a  martyr'd  man. 

HYMN  2.     L.  M. 

Unseitledness. 

1  LORD,  what  a  riddle  is  my  soul ! 
Alive  when  wounded,  dead  when  whole,, 
Fondly  I  flee  from  pain  ;  yet  ease 
Cannot  content,  nor  pleasure  please. 

2  Thou  hid'st  thy  face  ;  my  sins  abound, 
World,  flesh,  and  Satan,  all  surround  : 
Fain  would  I  find  my  God,  but  fear 
The  means,  perhaps,  may  prove  severe 

3  If  thou  the  least  displeasure  shew, 
And  bring  my  vileness  to  my  view; 
Timorous  and  weak  I  shrink  and  say, 
"Lord  keep  thy  chastening  hand  away." 

4  If  reconciled  I  see  thy  face, 

Thy  matchless  mercy,  boundless  grace. 


3* 


6  HYMN  3. 

TorturM  with  bliss,  I  cry,  "Remove 
"That  killing  sight ;  I  die  with  love." 

5  My  dear  Redeemer,  purge  this  dross, 
Teach  me  to  hug  and  love  the  cross. 
Teach  me  thy  chastening  to  sustain. 
Discern  the  love,  and  bear  the  pain. 

6  Nor  spare  to  make  me  clearly  see 
Thje  sorrows  thou  hast  felt  for  me ; 
If  death  must  follow,  I  comply  : 
Let  me  be  sick  with  love  and  die. 


HYMN  3.    CM. 

The  doubling  Christian. 

1  If  unbelief's  that  sin  accurst, 

Abhorr'd  by  God  above, 

Because  of  all  opposers  worst. 

It  fights  against  his  love  : 

2  How  shall  a  heart  that  doubts  like  mine*. 

Dismay'd  at  every  breath, 

Pretend  to  live  the  life  divine  ; 

Or  fight  the  fight  of  faith  \ 


HYMN  3. 

3  Conscience  accuses  from  within? 
And  others  from  without ; 
I  feel  my  soul  the  sink  of  sin 
And  this  produces  doubt. 

[  When  thousand  sins  of  various  dyes, 
Corruptions  dark  and  foul, 
Daily  within  my  bosom  rise, 
And  blackened  all  my  soul. 

I  groan,  and  grieve,  and  cry,  and  calL 

On  Jesus  for  relief, 
But  that  delay'd,  to  doubting  fall, 

Of  all  my  sins  the  chief. 

Such  dire  disorders  vex  my  soul, 

That  ill  engenders  ill  = 
And  when  my  heart  I  feel  so  foul, 

I  make  it  fouler  still. 

In  this  distress,  the  course  1  take 

Is,  still  to  call  and  pray; 
And  wait  the  time,  when  Christ  shall 
speak, 

And  drive  my  foes  away. 

For  that  blest  hour  I  sigh  and  pant, 
With  wishes  warm  and  strong  .- 

But  dearest  Lord,  lest  these  should  faint, 
Oh  !  do  not  tarry  long. 


S  HYMN  4. 

HYMN  4.    S.  M. 

To  the  Holy  Ghost. 

1  Come,  Hoi}'  Spirit,  come; 

Let  thy  bright  beams  arise ; 
Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  minds^ 
And  open  all  our  eyes. 

2  Cheer  up  desponding  hearts, 

Thou  heav'nly  Paraclete; 
Give  us  to  lie  with  humble  hope 
At  our  Redeemers  feet. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove  i 
And  kindle  in  our  breast  the  flames 
Of  never-dying  love. 

5  Convince  us  of  our  sin, 

Then  lead  to  Jesu's  blood, 
And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

5  Shew  us  that  loving  man, 

That  rules  the  courts  of  bliss : 
The  Lord  of  Hosts,  the  mighty  God, 
Th'  eternal  Prince  of  Peace. 

6  'Til  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 
To  sanctify  the  soul, 


HYMN  5.  9 

To  pour  fresh  life  on  every  part. 
And  new  create  the  whole. 

7  If  thou,  celestial  dove, 

Thine  influence  withdraw, 
What  easy  victims  soon  we  fall, 
To  conscience,  wrath,  and  law  ! 

8  No  longer  burns  our  love ; 

Our  faith  and  patience  fail ; 
Our  sin  revives;  and  death  and  hell, 
Our  feeble  souls  assail. 

9  Dwell  therefore  in  our  hearts  ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love 
.  The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 

HYMN  5.     C.  M. 

The  same. 

1  Blest  Spirit  of  truth,  eternal  God, 

Thou  meek  and  lowly  dove, 
Who  fill'st  the  soul,  thro'  Jesu's  bloody 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  : 

2  Who  comfortest  the  heavy  heart, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  prest  ; 
Who  to  the  dead  canst  life  impart, 
And  to  the  wearv,  rest. 


10  HtMN  $4 

3  Thy  sweet  communion  charms  the  soul, 

And  gives  true  peace  and  joy, 
Which  Satan's  power  cannot  control, 
$$ov  all  his  wiles  destroy. 

4  Come  from  the  blissful  realms  above, 

Our  longing  breasts  inspire, 
With  thy  soft  flames  of  heavenly  love, 
And  fan  the  sacred  fire. 

8  Let  no  false  comfort  lift  us  up, 
To  confidence  that's  vain : 
Nor  let  their  faith  and  courage  droop, 
For  whom  the  Lamb  was  slain. 

6  Breathe  comfort,  where  distress  abounds, 
Make  the  whole  conscience  clean; 
And  heal  with  balm  from  Jesus'  wounds, 
The  festering  sores  of  sin. 

f  Vanquish  our  lusts,  our  pride  remove ; 
Takeout  the  heart  of  stone. 
Shew  us  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
And  merits  of  the  Son. 

8  The  Father  for  the  Son  to  die, 
The  willing  Son  obey'd  ; 
The  witness  thou,  to  ratify 

The  purchase  Christ  has  made. 


HYMN  6.  11 

HYMN  6.    C.  M. 

Christ  very  God  and  Man. 

1  A  Man  there  is,  a  real  Man, 

With  Wounds  still  gaping  wide, 
(From  which,rich  streams  of  blood  once  ran) 
In  hands,  and  feet,  and  side. 

■2  (Tis  no  wild  fancy  of  our  brains, 
No  metaphor  we  speak  . 
The  same  dear  Man  in  Heav'n  now   reigns, 
That  suffered  for  our  sake.) 

3  This  woRderous  Man  of  whom  we  tell, 

Is  true  Almighty  God. 
He  brought  our  souls  from  Death  and  Hell 
The  price,  his  own  heart's  blood. 

4  That  human  heart  he  still  retains. 

Though  throned  in  highest  bliss  ; 
And  feels  each  tempted  member's  pains 
For  our  affliction's  his. 

5  Come  then,  repenting  sinner,  come  ; 

Approach  with  humble  faith  = 
Owe  what  thou  wilt,  the  total  sum 
Is  cancelled  by  his  death. 

6-  His  Blood  can  cleanse  the  blackest  soul 
And  wash  our  guilt  awa^y 


12  HYMN   7. 

He  shall  present  us  sound  and  whole 
In  that  tremendous  day. 

HYMN  7.     C.  M. 

Salvation  by  Christ  alone. 

1  How  canye  hope,  deluded  souls, 
To  see,  what  none  e'er  saw, 
Salvation  by  the  works  obtained 
Of  Sinai's  fiery  law  ? 

2  There  ye  may  toil,  and  weep,  and  fasti 
And  vex  your  heart  with  pain  ; 

And  when  ye're  ended,  find  at  last 
That  all  your  toil  was  vain. 

3  That  Law  but  makes  your  guilt  abound, 
Sad  help  !  and  (^what  is  worse) 

All  souls,  that  under  that  are  found, 
By  God  bimselfare  curst. 

4  This  cm  se  pertains  to  those  who  break 
One  precept  e'er  so  small. 

And  wheie's  the  man,  in  thought  or  deed. 
That  has  not  broken  all  ? 

5  Fly  then,  awakened  sinners,  fly, 
Your  case  admits  no  stay  ; 


HYMN  9.  13 

The  fountain's  open'd  now  for  «in, 
Come,  wash  your  guilt  away. 

6  See  how  from  Jesus'  wounded  side 
The  water  flows,  and  blood! 
If  you  but  touch  that  purple    tide, 
You  make  your  peace  with  God. 

f  Only  by*faith  in  Jesus'    wounds 
The  sinner  gets  release  : 
No  other  sacrifice  for  sin 
Will  God  accept  but  this. 

HYMN  9.     C.  M. 

Of  Sancti-fiction. 
.1  The  Holy  Ghost  in  Scripture  s.aith 
Expressly  in  one  part, 
^Speaking  by  Peter's  mouth)*  By  faith 
"  God  purines  the  heart.'' 

2P  Now  what  in  holy  writ  he  says. 
In  part,  or  through  the  whole. 
The  self-same   truths,  by  various"  ways, 
He  teaches  in  the  soul. 

3  Experience  likewise  tells  us  this 
Before  the  Saviour's  blood 
Has  wash'd  us  clean,  and  made  our  peace, 
We  can  do  nothing  good. 

*  Acts  xr  9, 


14  HYMN  fc 

4  But  here,  my  friends  the  danger  lies  • 
Errors  of  different  kind 

Will  still  creep    in;   which  devils  devise 
To  cheat  the  human  mind. 

5  *  I  want  no  work  within,  (says  one) 
"  'Tis  all  in  Christ  the  head." 
Thus  careless  he  goes  blindly  on,. 
j3nd  trusts  in  faith  that's  dead, 

6  "  'Tis  dangerous  (another  cries) 
"  To  trust   to  faith  alone ; 

"  Christ's  righteousness  will  not  suffice 
Except  I  add  my  own.  " 

7  Thus  he,  that  he  may  something  do 
To  shun  the  impending  curse, 

Upon  the  old,  will  patch  the  new, 
And  makes  the  rent  still  worse. 

8  Others  affirm  the  Spirit  of  God, 
To  true  believers  given, 

Makes  all  their  thoughts  and  acts  of  good 
They're  always  fit  for  Heaven. 

9  The  babe  of  Christ,  at  hearing  this. 
Is  filled  with  anxious  fear  ; 
Conscience  condemns,  corruptions  rise. 
And  drive  him  near  despair. 


HYMN  10.  U 

10  These  trials  weaklings  suffer  here, . 
Censure  and  scorn  without ; 

And  from  within  (what's  worse  to  bear; 
Despondency  and  doubt. 

1 1  But,  gracious  God,  who  once  didst  feel 
What  weakness  is,  and  fears ; 

Who  got'st  thy   victory  over  hell 
With  groans  and  cries,  and  tears 

12  Do  thou  direct  our  feeble  heart, 
To  trust  thee  for  the  whole  ; 
The  work  of  grace,  in  all  it«  parts 

.Accomplish  in  the  soul. 

13  Thy  holy  Spirit  into  us  breathe 
A  perfect  Saviour  prove. 

Lord,  give  us  faith  ;  and  let  that  faith 
Work  all  thy  will  by  love. 

HYMN  10.     S.  M. 

The  enlightened   Sinner. 
1  My  God,  when  I  reflect, 
How  all  my  life-time  past, 
1  ran  the  roads  of  sin  and  death 
With  rash  impetuous  haste  '. 

2, My  foolishness  I  hate  , 
My  fiilthiness  I  loath, 
And  view,  with  sharp  remorse  and  sham* 
Mv  filth  and  follv  both. 


16  HYMN  11* 

3  With  some  the  tempter  takes 
Much  pains  to  make  them  mad ; 
But  me  he  found,  and  always  heldj 
The  easiest  fool  he  had. 

4  His  deep  and  dangerous  lies 
So  grossly  I  believed, 

He  was  not  readier  to  deceive, 
Than  1  to  be  deceived. 

5  His  light  and  airy  dreams 
I  took  for  solid   good  ; 

And  thought  his  base  adult'rate  coin 

The  riches  of  thy  blood. 

» 

6  And  dost  thou  still  regard, 
And  cast  a  gracious  eye 

On  one  so  foul,  so  base,  so  blind, 
So  dead,  so  lost,  as  1  ? 

7  Then  sinners,  black  a*  hell, 
May  hence  for  hope  have  ground, 

For  who  of  mercy  needs  despair 
Since  I  have  mercy  found  ? 

HMLN  11.      7's 

Jesus  our  All. 
1  Jesus  is  the  chiefestgood, 
He  has  saved  us  by  his  blood.- 


HYMN  12. 

Let  us  value  nought  but  him  ; 
Nothing  else  deserves  esteec 

2  Jesus,  when  stern  Justice,  said 
"  Man  his  life  has  forfeited, 

"  Vengeance  follows  by  decree," 
Cry'd  "  Inflict  it  all  on  me." 

3  Jesus  gives  us  life  and  peace, 
Faith,  and  love,  and  holiness  ; 
Every  blessing,  great  or  small, 

Jesus  for  us  purchased  all. 

4  Jesus  therefore  let  us  own. 
Jesus  we'll  exalt  alone. 

Jesus  has  our  sins  forgiven. 

Jesus'  blood  has  bought  us  Heaven. 

HYMN  12.      C.  M. 

Chrises  Nativity. 

1  Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  grateful  tribute  bring  ; 

And  celebrate,  with  one  accord, 

The  birth-day  of  our  king. 

2  Let  us  with  humble  hearts  repair^ 
(Faith  will  point  out  the  roadj 

To  little  Bethlehem;  and  there 
Adore  our  infant  God, 


18  HYMN  13. 

3  la  swaddling  bands  the  Saviour  view  I 

Let  none  this  weakness  scorn ; 
The  feeblest  heart  shall  hell  subdue, 
Where  Jesus  Christ  is  born. 

4  No  pomp  adorns,  no  sweets  perfume, 

The  place  where  Christ  is  laid. 
A  stable  serves  him  for  his  room  ; 
A  manger  is  his  bed. 

5  The  crowded  inn,  like  sinner's  hearts, 

(O  ignorance  extreme  !) 
For  other  guests  of  various  sorts 
Had  room;  but  none  for  him. 

6  But  see  what  different  thoughts  arise 

In  our's  and  angel's  breasts  : 
To  hail  his  birth  they  left  the  skies . 
We  lodg'd  him  with  the  beasts. 

7  Yet  let  believers  cease  their  fears'. 

Nor  envy  heavenly  powers  i 
If  #inless  innocence  be  theirs. 
Redemption  all  is  ours. 

HYMN  13.     7's  &f 

The  same. 
1  How  blest  is  the  season, 
At  which  we  appear ! 


HYMN  13.  IS 


Bow  down,  sense  and  reason, 
Faith  only  reigns  here. 

'Tis  hard  by  mere  nature 
With  coldness  or  scorn, 

That  God  our  creator 
An  infant  was  born. 

2  Lost  souls  to  recover 

And  form  them  afresh, 
Our  wonderful  lover 

Took  flesh  of  our  flesh  : 
Then  let  each  dull  dreamer 

Awake  to  this  mojw, 
And  hail  the  Redeemer 

At  Bethlehem  born. 

3  Ye  drunkards,  ye  swearers, 

Ye  muckworms  of  earth, 
Repent,  and  be  sharers  « 

In  this  blessed  birth. 
From  sin  to  release  us, 

That  yoke  so  long  worn, 
The  holy  child  Jesus 

Of  Mary  was  born. 

4  Opposers,  transgressors, 

Of  every  degree, 
And  formal  professors, 

The  worst  of  the  three, 
With  tears  of  contrition 


20  HYMN  13. 

Your  foolishness  inouro  ; 
To  give  you  remission 
Immanuel's  born. 

5  Ye  vilest  of  creatures, 

Backsliders  so  base, 
Bold  rebels  and  traitors, 

Abusers  of  grace, 
Come,  cease  your  backslidings. 

And  once  more  return  . 
Receive  the  glad  tidings, 

A  Saviour  is  born, 

6  Poor  sinners  dejected, 

Of  comfort  debarr'd, 
Whose  hearts  are  afflicted 

Because  they're  so  hard, 
Despairing  of  favor, 

Cold,  lifeless,  forlorn ! 
Remember  the  Saviour 

In  winter  was  born. 

7  And  ye  that  sincerely 

Confide  in  the  Lamb, 
(He  loves  you  most  dearly) 

Rejoice  in  his  name. 
No  more  the  believer 

From  God  shall  be  torn  ; 
To  hold  him  for  ever 

An  infant  is  born. 


HYMN  14.  21 

HYMN  14.     8's  7's. 

The  same. 

1  Let  us  all  with  grateful  praises 
Celebrate  the  happy  day. 
When  the  lovely,  loving  Jesus 
First  partook  of  human  clay  : 
When  the  heavenly  host  assembled, 
Gaz'd  with  wonder  from  the  sky  : 
Angels  joy'd  and  devils  trembled, 
Neither  fully  knowing  why. 

2  Long  had  satan  reign'd  imperious  ; 
Till  the  woman's  promis'd  seed, 
Born  a  babe  by  birth  mysterious, 
Came  to  bruise  the  serpent's  head. 
Crush,  dear  babe,  his  pow'r  within  us, 
Break  our  chains,  and  set  us  free. 
Pull  down  all  the  bars  between  us, 
'Till  we  fly,  and  cleave  to  thee. 

3  Shepherds  on  their  flocks  attending, 
Shepherds  that  in  night-time  watch'd, 
Saw  the  messenger  descending 
From  the  court  of  heav'n  despatch'd. 
Beams  of  glory  deck'd  his  mission, 
Bursting  through  the  veil  of  night. 
Fear  possess'd  them  at  the  vision  • 
Sinners  tremble  at  the  light. 

4  Dove-like  meekness  grac'd  his  visage  ; 
Joy  and  love  shone  round  his  head. 
Soon  he  cheer'd  them  with  his  message  : 


22  HYMN  14. 

Comfort  flow'd  from  all  he  said. 

«  Fear  not,  fav'rites  of  th'  Almighty, 

"  Joyful  news  to  you  1  bring. 

u  You  have  now,  in  David's  city, 

"  Born,  a  Saviour,  Christ  the  King. 

5  "  Go  and  find  the  royal  stranger 

"  By  these  signs.     A  babe  you'll  see, 
"  Weak,  and  lying  in  a  manger, 
"  Wrapt  and  swaddled  ;  that  is  he." 
Strait  a  host  of  angels  glorious 
Round  the  heav'nly  herald  throng, 
Utt'ring,  in  harmonious  chorus, 
Airs  divine  ;  and  this  the  Song — 

6  "  Glory  first  to  God  be  given 

"  In  the  highest  heights  ;  and  then 
"  Peace  on  earth,  proclaim'd  by  heaven, 
"  Peace,  and  great  good  will  to  men." 
Thus  they  sang  with  rapture  kindling 
In  the  shepherds  hearts  a  flame, 
Joy  and  wonder  sweetly  mingling: 
.#11  believers  feel  the  same. 

7  Lo,  sweet  babe,  we  fall  before  thee. 
Jesus,  thee  we  all  adore. 

To  thee,  kingdom,  pow'r,  and  glory, 

We  ascribe  for  evermore. 

Glory  to  our  God  be  given 

In  the  highest  heights  ;  and  then 

Peace  on  earth  brought  down  from  heaven* 

Peaces  and  great  good  will  to  men. 


&YMN  15.  23 

HYMN  15.    CM. 

Tribulation, 
1  The  souls  that  would  to  Jesus  press, 
Must  fix  this  firm  and  sure ; 
That  tribulation,  more  or  less, 
They  must  and  shall  endure. 


From  this  there  can  be  none  exempt 
'Tis  God's  own  wise  decree. 

Satan  the  weakest  saint  will  tempt  » 
Nor  is  the  strongest  free. 


'Dv 


3  The  world  opposes  from  without ; 

And  unbelief  within. 
We  fear ;  we  faint ;  we  grieve  ;  we  doubt  i 
And  feel  the  load  of  sin. 

4  Glad  frames  too  often  lift  us  up  ; 

And  then  how  proud  we  grow ! 
'Till  sad  desertion  makes  us  droop  ; 
And  down  we  sink  as  low. 

5  Ten  thousand  baits  the  foe  prepares^ 

To  catch  the  wand'ring  heart  ; 
And  seldom  do  we  see  the  snares, 
Before  we  feel  the  smart. 

C  But  let  not  all  this  terrify, 
Pursue  the  narrow  path  ; 
Look  to  the  Lord  with  steadfast  eye* 
And  fight  with  hell  by  faith. 


24  HYMN  16. 

7  Tho'  we  are  feeble,  Christ  is  strong  : 
His  promises  are  true. 
We  shall  be  conqu'rors  all  ere  long ; 
And  more  than  conqu'rors  too. 

HYMN  16.    H.  M. 

The  New-  Year's  Day. 
1  Once  more  the  constant  sun, 
Revolving  round  his  sphere, 
His  steady  course  has  run, 
And  brings  another  year. 
He  rises,  sets, 
But  goes  not  back.; 
Nor  ever  quits 
His  destin'd  track. 

i  Hence  let  believers  learri 
To  keep  a  forward  pace , 
Be  this  our  main  concern, 
To  finish  well  our  race. 

Backslidings  shun ; 

With  patience  press 

Towards  the  sun 

Of  righteousness. 

What  now  shall  be  our  task  ? 
Or  rather  what  our  prayer? 
What  good  thing  shall  we  ask> 
To  prosper  this  new  year? 

With  one  accord 

Our  hearts  we'll  lift 


HYMN  17.  n 

And  ask  our  Lord 
Some  New-Year's  gift. 
No  trifling  gift  or  small, 
Should  friends  of  Christ  desire  : 
Rich  Lord  bestow  on  all 
Pure  gold,  Well  tried  by  fire  ; 

Faith  that  stands  fast, 

When  devils  roar; 

.And  love  that  lasts 

For  evermore. 

HYMN  17. 
Christ  the  believer's  all. 
LAMB  of  God,  we  fall  before  the 
Humbly  trusting  in  thy  cross: 
That  alone  be  all  our  glory ; 
Jl\\  things  else  are  dung  aud  dross. 
Thee  we  own  a  perfect  Saviour, 
Only  source  of  all  that's  good  = 
Every  grace,  and  every  favor, 
Comes  to  us  through  Jesu's  blood. 

2  Jesus  gives  true  repentance, 
By  his  Spirit  sent  from  heaven, 
Jesus  whispers  this  sweet  sentence, 
"  Son,  thy  sins  are  all  forgiv'n." 
Faith  he  gives  us  to  believe  it; 
Grateful  hearts  his  love  to  prize : 
Want  we  wisdom  ?  He  must  give  it 
Hearing  ears,  and  seeing  eyes. 

3  Jesus  gives  us  pure  affections; 
Wills  to  do  what  he  requires  - 

5 


26  HYMN  18* 

Makes  us  follow  his  directions; 
And  what  he  commands,  inspires, 
All  our  prayers,  and  all  our  praises, 
Rightly  offer'd  in  his  name, 
He  that  dictates  them  is  Jesus: 
He  that  answers,  is  the  same. 

7  When  we  lire  on  Jesu's  merit, 
Then  we  worship  God  aright* 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 
Then  we  savingly  unite. 
Hear  the  whole  conclusion  of  it: 
Great  or  good,  whate'er  we  call, 
God,  or  King,  or  Priest,  or  Phrophet, 
Jesus  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN  18.     7's  &  6's. 

Lordj  if  thou  wilt,  thou  canst  make  me  clean 
Matth.  viii.  2. 

* 

1  Oh!  the  pangs  hy  Christians  felt, 
When  their  eyes  are  open; 

When  they  see  the  gulphs  of  guilt, 
They  must  wade  and  grope  in; 

When  the  hell  appears  within, 
Causing  bitter  anguish; 

And  the  loathsome  stench  of  sin 
Makes  the  spirits  languish. 

2  Now  the  heart  disclos'd  betray* 
All  it's  hid  disorders; 


HYMN  IS.  27 

Enmity  to  God's  right  ways. 

Blasphemies  and  murders, 
Malice,  envy,  lust,  and  pride, 

Thought  obscene  and  filthy; 
Sores  corupt  and  putrify'd; 

No  part  sound'or  healthy. 

3  All  things  to  promote  our  fail 
Shew  a  mighty  fitness: 

Satan  will  accuse  withal, 

And  the  conscience  witness. 
Foes  within  and  foes  without, 

Wrath,  and  law,  and  terrors, 
Rash  presumption,  timid  doubt. 

Coldness,  dendness,  errors! 

4  Brethren,  in  a  state  so  sad, 
When  temptations  seize'us, 

When  our  hearts  we  feel  thus  bad> 

Let  us  look  to  Jesus- 
He  that  hung  upon  the  cross, 

For  bis  people  bleeding, 
Now  in  heaven  sits  for  us, 

Always  interceding. 

5  Vengeance,  when  the  Saviour  cried* 
Quitted  the  believers. 

Justice  cried,  "  I'm  satisfied, 
k<  Now  henceforth  for  ever. 
It  is  finished,  said  the  Lord, 
In  his  dying  minutes: 


2fi  HYMN  19. 

Holy  Ghost,  repeat  that  word' 
Full  salvation's  in  it. 

3  Leprous  soul,  press  thro'  the  crowd, 

In  thy  foul  condition  ; 
Struggle  hard,  and  call  aloud 

On  the  great  physician. 
Wait  till  thy  disease  he  cleanse, 

Begging,  trusting,  cleaving  ; 
When  and  where,  and  by  z&hat  means* 

To  his  wisdom  leaving. 

HYMN  19.    5's&6's. 

Hitherto  hath  the  Lord  hclpedus.  1  Sam.  vii.  12. 
1  Tho'  strait  be  the  way 
With  dangers  beset  * 
And  we  thro'  delay 

Are  no  farther  yet. 
Our  good  Guide  and  Saviour 

Hath  helped  thus  far; 
And  'tis  by  his  favour 
We  are  what  we  are. 

3  A  favour  so  great 

We  highly  should  prize  ; 
Not  murmur,  nor  fret, 

Nor  small  things  despise. 
But  what  call  we  small  things 

Sin's  whole  cancell'd  sum  ? 
rTis  greater  than  all  things — 

Except  those  to  come. 


HYMN  20.  29 

My  brethren,  reflect 

On  what  we  have  been  ; 
How  God  had  respect 

To  us  under  sin. 
When  lower  and  lower 

We  ev'ry  day  fell, 
He  stretch'd  forth  his  pflwer, 

And  snatch'd  us  from  hell, 

4  Then  let  us  rejoice, 

And  cheerfully  sing 
With  heart  and  with  voice, 

To  Jesus  our  King; 
Who  thus  far  has  brought  us 

From  evil  to  good  ; 
The  ransom  that  boug.ht  us 

No  less  than  his  blood. 

5  For  blessings  like  these 

So  bounteously  giv'n, 
For  prospects  of  peace, 

And  foretastes  of  heav'n. 
'Tis  grateful,  'tis  pleasant 

To  sing  and  adore  ; 
Be  thankful  for  present 

And  then  ask  for  more. 

HYMN  20.  6's  8's. 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  endureth  temptation, 
\  And  must  it,  Lord  be  so  ? 

And  must  thy  children  bear 
5* 


30  HYMN  20. 

Such  various  kinds  of  woe, 

Such  soul-perplexing  fear? 
Are  these  the  blessings  we  expect  ? 
Is  this  the  lot  of  God's  elect  ? 

2  Daily  we  groan  and  mourn, 
Beneath  the  weight  of  sin. 
We  pray  to  be  new-born, 

But  know  not  what  we  mean  : 
We  think  it  something  very  great 
Something  that's  undiscover'd  yet. 

Boast  not,  ye  sons  of  earth, 
Nor  look  with  scornful  eyes  : 
Above  your  highest  mirth 
Our  saddest  hours  we  prize. 
For  tho'  our  cup  seems  fill'd  with  gall, 
There's  something  secret  sweetens  all. 

3  How  harsh  soe'er  the  way, 
Dear  Saviour,  still  lead  on-, 
Nor  leave  us,  till  we  say, 

t{  Father  thy  will  be  done." 
At  most  we  do  but  taste  the  cup, 
For  thou  alone  hast  drunk  it  up. 

5       Shall  guilty  man  complain  ? 
Shall  sinful  dust  repine  ? 
And  what  is  all  our  pain, 
How  light,  compared  with  thine  ? 
Finish,  dear  Lord,  what  is  begun  : 
Choose  thou  the  way,  but  still  lead  on 


HYMN  21.  31 


Election. 

1  When  we  pray,  or  when  we  sing, 

Or  read,  or  speak,  or  hear, 
Or  do  any  holy  thing, 

Be  this  our  constant  care  : 
With  a  fixt  habitual  faith, 

Jesus  Christ  to  keep  in  view, 
Tiusting  wholly  in  his  death 

In  all  we  ask  or  do. 

2  Holiness  in  all  its  parts, 

Affections  plac'd  above, 
Self-abhorrence,  contrite  hearts. 

Humility  and  love. 
Ev'ry  virtue,  ev'ry  grace, 

All  that  bears  the  name' of  good, 
Perse vereece  in  our  race, 

We  draw  from  Jesus'  blood. 

4  Lamb  of  God,  in  thee  we  trust, 

On  that  fixt  love  depend; 
Thou  art  faithful,  true,  and  just, 

And  lovest  to  (he  end. 
Heav'n  and  earth  shall  pass  away  i 

But  thy  word  shall  firm  abide  : 
That's  thy  children's  steadfast  stay. 

When  all  things  fail  beside. 


32  HYMN  22. 

HYMN  22.  L.  M. 

The  Wonders  of  redeeming  love. 

1  How  wondrous  are  the  works  of  God, 

Displayed  through  all  the  world  abroad  ! 
Immensely  great !  Immensely  small ! 
Yet  one  strange  work  exceeds  them  all. 

2  He  form'd  the  sun,  far  fount  of  light ; 
The  moon  and  stars  to  rule  the  night  : 
But  night,  and'stars,  and  moon,  and  sun, 
Are  little  works  compar'd  with  one. 

3  He  roll'd  the  seas,  and  spread  the  skies » 
Made  vallies  sink,    and  mountains  rise  ; 
The  meadows  cloath'd  with  native  green  ; 
And  bid  the  rivers  glide  between. 

4  But  what  are  seas,  or  skies  or  hills, 
Or  verdant  vales,  or  gliding  rills, 
To  wonders  man  was  born  to  prove, 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love  ! 

5  'Tis  far  beyond  what  words  express,, 
What  saints  can  feel  or  angels  guess, 
Angels,  that  hymn  the  great  I  AM, 
Fall  down  and  veil  before  the  Lamb. 

6  The  highest  heav'ns  are  short  of  this  i 
'Tis  deeper  than  the  vast  abyss  ; 

'Tis  more  than  thought  can  e'er  conceive, 
Or  hope  expect,  or  faith  believe. 

7  .Almighty  God  sigh'd  human  breath, 
The  Lord  of  life  experiene'd  death  ! 


HYMN  23.  33 

How  it  was  done,  we  can't  discuss 
But  this  we  konw,  'twas  done  for  Us, 

8  Blest  with  this  faith  then  let  us  raise 
Our  hearts  in  love,  our  voice  in  praise  : 
AW  things  to  us  must  work  for  good, 
For  whom  the  Lord  hath  shed  his  blood. 

Trials  may  press  of  ev'ry  sort ; 
They  may  be  sore,  they  must  be  short. 
We  now  believe,  but  soen  shall  view. 
The  greatest  glories  God  can  shew. 

HYMN  28.  7's  &  4's. 
Whom  resist,  stedfast  in  the  Faith.  1  Pet,  T.  3- 

1  In  all  our  worst  afflictions, 
When  furious  foes  surround  us  ; 

When  troubles  vex, 
And  fears  perplex, 
cflnd  Satan  would  confound  us  : 
When  foes  to  God  and  goodness 
We  find  ourselves  by  feeling, 
Unable  quite 
To  do  what's  right, 
And  almost  as  unwilling. 

2  When,  like  the  restless  ocean, 
Our  hearts  cast  up  uncleanness, 

Flood  after  flood, 

With  mire  and  mud ; 
And  all  is  foul  within  us  ; 
When  love  is  cold  and  languid, 
And  -dilf'rent  passions  shake  us 


34  HYMN  24. 

,  When  hope  decays 
And  God  delays, 
And  seems  to  quite  forsake  us  : 

3  Then  to  maintain  the  battle 
With  soldier  like  behaviour, 

To  keep  the  field, 

And  never  yield. 
But  firmly  eye  the  Saviour; 
To  trust  his  gracious  promise, 
Thus  hard  beset  with  evil ; 

This,  this  is  faith, 

Will  conquer  death. 

.And  overcome  the  devil 

HYMN  24  7's  &  6's. 
Cleaving  to  Christ. 
1  Brethren,  let  us  praise  our  Lord ; 
Exalt  his  blessed  name  •' 
Let  us  hear,  and  keep  his  word; 

His  glory  be  our  aim. 
Let  us  resolutely  strive 

To  work  God's  work  with  full  intent, 
And  what  is  it?  To  believe 
On  him  whom  he  hath  sent. 

7  Faith  implanted  from  above, 
Will  prove  a  fertile  root ; 
Whence  will  sp.ing  a  tree  of  love, 

Producing  precious  fruit. 
Tho'  bleak  winds  the  boughs  deface, 
The  rooted  stock  shall  still  remain 


HYMN  25  35 

LeaYes  may  languish,  fruit  decrease; 

B\H  more  shall  grow  again. 
|3  Ha/py  souls !  who  cleave  to  Christ, 

By  pure  and  living  faith, 
Finding  him  their  king  and  priest, 

Their  God  and  guide  till  death* 
God's  own  foe  may  plague  his  son  ; 

Sin  may  distress,  but  not  subdue. 
Christ  who  Qonquer'd/or  us  once, 

Will  in  us  conquer  too. 

HYMN  25.  7's&6's. 
A  Dialogue  Between  a  Believer  and  his  Soul, 

1  Bel.  Come,  my  soul,  and  let  us  try, 
For  a  little  season, 

Ev'ry  burden  to  lay  by, 

Come  and  let  us  reason, 
What  is  this  that  casts  fhee  down? 

Who  are  those  that  grieve  thee? 
Speak,  and  let  the  worst  be*  known 

Speaking  may  relieve  thee. 

2  Soul.  Oh!  I  sink  beneath  the  load 

Of  my  nature !s  evil; 
Full  of  enmity  to  God; 

Captiv'd  by  the  Devil : 
Restless  as  the  troubled  sea  ; 

Feeble,  faint,  and  fearful 
Plagued  with  ev'ry  sore  disease* 

How  can  I  be  cheerful? 


SG  HYMN  25. 

3  Bel.  Think  on  what  thy  Saviour  bore; 

In  the  gloomy  garden 
Sweating  blood  at  ev'  ry  pore, 

To  procure  thy  pardon- 
See  him  stretched  upon  the  wood 

Bleeding>  grieving,  crying; 
Suff'ring  all  the  wrath  of  God; 

Groaning,  gasping,  dying! 

4  Soul  This  by  faith  I  sometimes  view; 

i  And  those  views  relieve  me 
But  my  si?is  return  anew', 

These  are  they  that  grieve  me% 
Qh\  Pm  leprous,  stinking,  foul, 

Quite  throughout  infected 
Have  not  I,  if  any  soul. 

Cause  to  be  dejected? 

5  Bel.  Think  how  loud  thy  dying  LonJ 

Cry'd  out,  "  It  is  finished" 
Treasure  up  that  sacred  word 

Whole  and  undiminish'd. 
Doubt  not;  he  will  carry  on-. 

To  its  full  perfection, 
That  good  work  he  has  begun, 

Why  then  this  dejection? 

G  Soul.  Faith,  when  void  of  works  is  dead 
This  the  scriptures  witness  : 
And  what  have  I  to  plead, 
Who  am    all  unfitness? 


HYMN  25.  37 

All  my  powers  are  depraved, 
Blind,  perverse  and  filthy ; 
If  from  Death  Pm  fully  sav^d, 
Why  am  I  not  healthy  ? 

Bel.  Pore  not  on  thyself  too  long* 

Lest  it  sink  thee  lower. 
Look  to  Jesus  kind  as  strong-, 
Mercy  join'd  with  power. 
Ev'ry  work  that  thou  must  do 

Will  thy  gracious  SaTiour 
For  thee  work,  and  in  thee  too, 

Of  his  special  favor. 

Soul.  JesiCs  precious  blood  once  spilt, 
I  depend  on  solely, 
To  release  and  clear  my  .guilt, 
But  I  would  be   holy. 
Bel.  He  that  hath  bought  thee  on  the  cross 
Can  control  thy  nature, 
Fully  purge  away  thy  dross, 
Make  thee  a  new  creature. 

Soul.    That  he  can,  I  nothing  doubt, 

Be  it  but  his  pleasure. 
Bel.  Though  it  be  not  done  throughout, 

May  it  not  in  measure. 
Soul.    When  that  measure,  far  from  great, 

Still  shall  seem  decreasing — 
Bel.     Faint  not  tken  ;  but  pray,  and  waif, 
Never,  never  ceasing, 
6 


38  -*       HYMN  26. 

10  Soul.  What  when  pray'r  meets  no  regard? 

Bel.  Still  repeat  it  often. 

Soul.  But  I  feel  so  hard — 

Bel.  Jesus  will  thee  soften. 

Soul.  But  my  enemies  make  head. 

Bel.  Let  them  closer  drive  thee. 

Soul.  But  Pm  cold,  Pm  dark,  Pm  dead. 

Bel.  Jesus  will  revive  thee. 

HYMN  26.      C.  M. 

Christ  the  believer's  surety. 

1  What  slavish  fears  molest  my  mind, 

»flnd  vex  my  sickly  soul  ? 
How  is  it,  Lord,  that  thou  art  kind, 
.And  yet  I  am  not  whole  ? 

2  Ah  !  why  should  unbelief  and  pride, 

With  all  her  hellish  train, 

Still  in  my  ransom'd  soul  abide, 

And  give  me  all  this  pain  ? 

3  Thy  word  is  past,  thy  promise  made  • 

With  power  it  came  from  heav'n. 
"  Cheer  up  desponding  soul  (it  said) 
"  Thy  sins  are  all  forgiv'n. 

4  u  Behold  I  make  thy  cause  my  own  ; 

"  I  bought  thee  with  my  blood  : 
;t  Thy  wicked  works  on  me  be  thrown, 
"  And  I  will  work  thy  good. 


HYMN  27  39 

5  "  I  am  thy  God,  thy  guide  'till  death, 

"Thine  everlasting  friend  : 
11  On, me  for  love,  for  works,  for  faith, 
"On  me  for  all  depend." 

6  Thy  blood  dear  Lord,  has  bought  my  peace, 

And  paid  the  heavy  debt ; 
Has  giv'n  a  fair  and  full  release, 
But  I'm  in  prison  yet. 

7  Unjustly  now  these  foes  of  mine 

Their  dev'lish  hate  pursue  : 
They  made  my  surety  pay  the  fine, 
Yet  plague  the  pris'ner  too. 

8  What  right  can  my  tormentors  plead, 

That  1  should  not  be  free  ? 
Here's  an  amazing  change  indeed  ! 
Justice  is  now  for  me. 

9.  Lord,  break  these  bars  that  thus  confine, 
These  chains  that  gall  me  so. 
Say  to  that  ugly  gaoler,  sin, 
Loose  hint)  and  let  him  go. 

HYMN  27.  S.M. 

The  narrow  Way. 

PART    I. 

1       Wide  is  the  gate  of  death  ; 
The  way  is  large  and  broad, 


40  HYMN  27. 

And  many  enter  in  thereat, 
./tod  vvalk  that  beaten  road. 

2  Because  the  gate  of  life 
Is  narrow,  low,  and  small ; 

The  path  so  prest,  so  close,  so  strait, 
There  seems  no  path  at  all. 

3  This  way,  that's  found  by  ftw^ 
Ten  thousand  snares  beset, 

To  turn  the  seeker's  steps  aside, 
And  trap  the  travelers  feet. 

4  Before  we've  journey'd  far, 
Two  dang'rous  gulphs  are  fixt 

Dead  sloth,  and  pharisaic  pride, 
Scarce  a  hair's  breadth  betwixt. 

5  False  lights  delude  the  eyes, 
And  lead- the  steps  astray : 

That  trav'ler  treads  the  surest  here, 
That  seldom  sees  his  way. 

6  Guides  cry,  lo  here  !  lo  there  ! 
On  this,  on  that  side  keep. 

Some  over-drive  ;  some  frighten  back  ; 
And  others  lull  to  sleep. 

7  On  the  left  hand,  and  right 
Close  cragged  rocks  arc  seen, 

Distrust,  and  self- wrought  confidence  : 
'Tis  hard  to  squeeze  between. 


HYMN  27.  41 

8       Sometimes  we  seem  to  gain 

Great  lengths  of  ground  by  day, 
But  find,  alas !  when  night  comes  on, 
We  quite  mistook  the  way. 

0       Sometimes  we  have  no  strength  ; 
Sometimes  we  want  the  will ; 
And  sometimes,  lest  we  might  go  wrong, 
We  choose  to  stand  quite  still. 

10  *4gain,  through  heedless  haste, 
We  catch  some  dangerous  fall, 

Then  fearing  we  may  move  too  fast, 
We  hardly  move  at  all. 

1 1  Deep  quagmires  choke  the  way, 
Corruptions  foul  and  thick  ! 

Whose  stench  infects  the  air,  and  makes 
The  strongest  trav'ler  sick. 

12  Through  these  we  long  must  wade ; 
And  oft  stick  fast  in  mire. 

Now  heat  consumes ;  now  frost  benumbs 
As  daug'rous  as  the  fire. 

13  Spectres  of  various  forms 
Allure,  enchant,  affright, 

Presumption  tempts  us  ev'ry  day  , 
Despair  assaults  by  night. 

14  Companions  if  we  find, 

•fllas  !  how  soon  they're  gone  ! 
6* 


4  2  HYMN   27. 

For  'tis  decreed  that  most  must  pass 
The  darkest  paths  alone. 

15  Distreston  ev'ry  side 

With  evils  felt  or  fear'd, 
We  pray,  we  cry,  but  cannot  find 
That  prayers  or  cries  arc  heard. 

36  Thickets  of  briars  and  thorns 
Our  feeble  feet  enclose  ; 
And  ev'ry  step  we  take  betrays 
New  clangers,  and  new  foes. 

17  When  all  these  foes*  are  quell'd, 
And  evVy  danger  cast ; 
That  ghastly  phantom  death  remains, 
To  combat  with  at  last. 

Part  II.      S.  M. 

1  If  this  be,  Lord,  thy  way, 

Then  who  can  hope  to  gain 
That  prize  such  numbers  never  seek, 
Such  numbers  seek  in  vain  ? 

2  'Tis  thine  almighty  grace, 

That  can  suffice  alone  i 
Thou  giv'st  us  strength  to  run  the  race, 
And  then  bestow'st  the  crown. 

3  Cheer  up,  ye  trav'ling  soul*. 

On  Jesus'  aid  relv  : 


HYMN.      7.  4S 

He  sees  us  when  we  see  not  him, 
And  always  hears  our  cry. 

4  Without  cessation  pray, 

Your  pray'rs  will  not  prove  vain; 
Our  Joseph  turns  aside  to  weep, 
But  cannot  long  refrain. 

Sudden  he  stands  confest — 

We  look,  and  all  is  light ; 
The  foe  confounded,  swift  as  thought 

Sneaks  oft',  and  skulks  from  sight. 

>  His  presence  clears  the  foul, 
And  smooths  the  rugged  way  ; 
He  often  makes  the  crooked  strait, 
«/?nd  turns  the  night  to  day. 

)  We  then  move  cheerful  on, 

The  ground  feels  firm  and  good  ; 
AnA  least  we  should  mistake  the  way, 
He  lines  it  out  with  blood. 

*%ain  we  cannot  see 

His  helping  hand — but  feel : 
.And  though  we  Deither  feel  nor  see, 

His  hand  sustains  us  still. 

He  gently  leads  us  on — 

Protects  from  fatal  harms  ; 
.3nd  when  we  faint,  and  cannot  walk, 

He  baars  us  in  his  arms. 


44  HYMN  28. 

10  He  guides  and  moves  our  steps  ; 

For  tho'  we  seem  to  move, 
His  Spirit  all  the  motion  gives 
By  springs  of  fear  and  love. 

1 1  The  meek  with  love  he  draws, 

Restrains  the  rash  by  fear  ; 
Searches  and  finds  the  wand'ring  out 
j?nd  brings  the  distant  near. 

12  When  for  a  time  we  stop, 

Perplex  and  at  a  loss, 
He  like  a  beacon  on  a  hill 
Erects  his  bloody  cross. 

13  Forward  again  we  press, 

And  while  that  mark's  in  view, 
Tho'  hosts  of  foes  beset  the  way. 
We  boldly  venture  thro'. 

When  all  those  foes  are  quell'd, 
And  ev'ry  danger  past : 
Tho'  death  remains,  he  but  remain? 
To  be  subdu'd  the  last. 

HYMN  23.     CM. 
To  the  Holy  Gost. 
I  Descekd  from  heaven,  celestial  dove, 
With  flames  of  pure  seraphic  love, 
Gur  ravish'd  breasts  inspire  ; 
Fountain  of  joy,  blest  Paraclete, 


HYMN  28.  45 

(farm  our  cold  hearts  with  heavenly  heat, 
And  set  our  souls  on  fire. 

2  Breathe  on  these  bones,  so  dry  and  dead; 
Thy  sweetest,  softest  influence  shed, 

In  all  our  hearts  abroad. 
Point  out  the  place  where  grace  abounds; 
Direct  us  to  the  bleeding  wounds 

Of  our  incarnate  God. 

3  Conduct,  blest  guide,  thy  sinner-train 
To  Calv'ry  where  the  Lamb  was  slain* 

And  with  us  there  abide. 
Let  us  our  lov'd  Redeemer  meet, 
Weep  o'er  his  pierced  hands  and  feet, 

And  view  his  wounded  side. 

i  From  which  pure  fountain  if  thou  draw 
Water  to  quench  the  fiery  law, 

And  blood  to  purge  our  sin,    . 
We'll  tell  the  Father  in  that  day' 
(And  thou  shalt  witness  what  we  say) 

"  We're  clean,  just  God,  we're  clean. 

3  Teach  us  for  what  to  pray,  and  how; 
And  since,  kind  God,  'tis  only  thou 

The  throne  of  grace  can  move, 
Pray  thou  for  us  that  we,  through  faith, 
May  feel  the  eifecls  of  Jesu's  death, 

Through  faith  that  works  by  love. 


46  HYMN  29. 

6  Thou,  with  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Art  that  mysterious  three  in  one, 

God  blest  for  evermore; 
Whom  though  we  cannot  comprehend, 
Feeling  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend, 
We  love  thee,  and  adore. 

HYMN  29.  ll'sfe  95s. 

The  Paradox. 

1    HOW  strange  is  the  course  that  a  Christian! 
must  steer? 
How  perplext  is  the  path  he  must  tread  ? 
The  hope  of  his  happiness  rises  from  fear* 
And  his  life  he  receives  from  the  head. 

t  His  fairest  pretensions  must  wholly  be  wav'd.l 

And  his  best  resolutions  crost: 
Nor  can  he  expect  to   be  perfectly  sav'd, 

'Till  he  finds  himself  utterly  lost. 

3  When  all  this  is  done,  and  his  heart  is  asur'tj 

Of  the  total  remission  of  sins  : 
When  his  pardon  is  sign'd,  and  peace  is  pro- 
cur'd 
From  that  moment  his  conflict  begins. 


HYMN  30.  47 

HYMN  30.  L.M. 

The  Author's  own  Confession. 

i  Come  hither,  ye  that  fear  the  Lord, 
Disciples  of  God's  sufF'ring  Son  ; 
Let  me  relate,  and  you  record, 
What  he  for  my  poor  soul  has  done. 

2  The  way  of  truth  I  quickly  miss'd, 
And  further  stray'd,  and  further  still . 
Expected  to  be  sav'd  by  Christ, 

But  to  be  holy  had  no  will. 

3  The  road  ©f  death  with  rash  career 
I  ran — and  gloried  in  my  shame  ; 
Abus'd  his  grace,  despised  his  fear, 
And  others  taught  to  do  the  same. 

4  Far,  far  from  home  on  husks  I  fed, 
Puft  up  with  each  fantastic  whim, 
With  swine  a  beastly  life  I  led, 
And  serv'd  God's  foe  instead  of  him. 

A  forward  fool,  a  willing  drudge, 

I  acted  for  the  prince  of  hell : 
Did  all  he  bid  without  a  grudge, 
And  boasted  I  could  sin  so  well. 


V6  HYMN  30'. 

6  Bold  blasphemies  employed  my  tongue. 
I  heeded  not  my  heart  unclean, 

Lost  all  regard  of  right  or  wrong, 
In  thought,  in  word,  in  act,  obscene. 

7  My  body  was  with  lust  defil'd, 
My  soul  I  pamper'd  up  in  pride. 
Could  sit  and  hear  the  Lord  reviPd, 
The  Saviour  of  mankind  deny'd. 

8  I  strove  to  make  my  flesh  decay 
With  foul  disease,  and  wasting  pain: 
I  strove  to  fling  my  soul  away, 

And  damn  my  soul — but  strove  in  vain, 

9  The  Lord,  from  whom  1  long  backslid, 
First  check'd  me  with  some  gentle  stings i 
Turned  on  me,  look'd,  find  softly  chid, 
And  bid  me  hope  for  greater  things. 

10  Soon  to  his  bar  he  made  me  come, 
Arraign'd,  convicted,  cast,  I  stood, 
Eapecting  from  his  mouth  the  doom 
Of  those,  who  trample  on  his  blood. 


HYMN  30*  49 

11  Pangs  of  remorse  my  conscience  tore. 
Hell  openM  hideous  to  my  view, 

And  what  I  only  heard  before, 
I  found  by  sad  experience  true. 

12  Oh!  what  a  dismal  state  was  this — 
What  horrors  shook  my  feeble  frame! 
But,  brethren,  surely  you  can  guess; 
For  you,  perhaps,  have  felt  the  same. 

13  But  O  the  goodness  of  our  God! 
What  pity  melts  his  tender  heart! 
He  saw  me  welt'ring  in  my  blood 
And  came,  and  eas'd  me  of  my  smart. 

1 4  While  I  was  yet  a  great  way  off, 
.  He  ran,  and  on  my  neck  he  fell. 

My  short  distress  he  judg'd  enough, 
Andsnatch'd  me  from  the  brink  of  hell. 

15  What  an  amazing  change  was  here! 

I  look'd  for  hell — he  brought  me  heaven. 
Cheer  up,  said  he  dismiss  thy  fear — 
Cheer  up,  thy  sins  are  all  forgiv'n. 

lfr  I  would  object — but  faster  much 
He  answer'd  peace.  What  me? — yes  tkeel 
But  my  enormous  crimes  are  such — 
I  give  thee  pardon  full  and  /reel 

17  But  for  future,  Lord — I  am 

Thy  great  salvation — perfect,  whole, 
7* 


50  HYMN  26. 

Behold  thy  bad  works  shall  not  damn 
Nor  can  thy  good  works  save  thy  soul 

18  Renounce  them  both.    Myself  alone 
Will  for  thee  work,  and  in  thee  too, 
Henceforh  I  make  thy  cause  my  own, 
And  undertake  to  bring  thee  through* 

19  He  said,  I  took  the  full  telease, 
The  Lord  had  sign'd  it  with  his  blood. 
My  horrors  fled,  and  perfect  peace 
And  joy  unspeakable  ensu'd. 

20  I  only  begg'd  one  humble  boon; 
(Nor  did  the  Lord  offended  seem) 
Some  service  might  by  me  be  done 
To  souls  that  trust  in  him. 

21  Thus  I,  who  lately  had  been  cast, 
And  fear'da just  but  heavy  doom, 
Receiv'd  a  pardon  for  the  past, 

A  promise  for  the  time  to  come. 

22  This  promise  oft  I  call  to  mind 
As  thro'  somt  painful  paths  I  go, 
^nd  secret  consolation  find, 

And  strength  to  fight  with  ev'ry  foe. 

£3  And  oft  times,  when  the  tempter  fly 
Affirms  it  fancied,  forg'o!  or  vain, 
Je        appears,  disproves  the  lie, 
And  kmdiy  makes  it  o'er  again. 


HYMN  28.  M 

HYMN  28.  CM. 

Corruptions. 

1  The  Lord  assur'd  the  chosen  race, 

From  Egypt's  bondage  brought, 
They  should  obtain  the  promis'd  place, 
And  find  the  rest  they  sought. 

2  Strong  nations  now  possess  the  land, 

Yet  yield  not  thou  to  doubt ; 
With  arm  out  stretch'd,  and  mighty  hand, 
Thy  God  shall  drive  them  out, 

4  Not  all  at  once — for  fear  thou  find 
The  rav'nous  beasts  of  prey 
Rising  upon  them  from  behind, 
As  dangVous  foes  as  they. 

4  By  little,  and  by  little,  he 

Will  chase  them  from  thy  -sight. 
Believers  are  not  call'd  we  see," 
To  sleep  or  play,  but  fight. 

5  Spiritual  pride,  that  rampant  beast, 

Would  rear  its  haughty  head  ' 
True  faith  would  soon  be  dispossest, 
And  carelessness  succeed. 

6  Corruptions  make  the  mourners  shun 

Presumption's  dangerous  snare ; 
Force  us  to  trust  to  Christ  alone, 
And  fly  to  God  by  prayer.  * 


52  HYMN  28. 

7  By  them  we  feel  how  low  we're  lost, 

And  learn  in  some  degree, 
How  dear  that  great  salvation  cost, 
Which  comes  to  us  so  free. 

8  If  such  a  weight  to  every  soul 

Of  sin  and  sorrow  fall; 
What  love  was  that  which  took  the  whole 
And  freely  bore  it  all! 

9  O,  when  will  God  our  joy  complete, 

And  make  an  end  of  sin! 
When  shall  we  walk  the  land,  and  meet 
No  Canaanite  therein? 

10  Will  this  precede  the  day  of  death? 

Or  must  we  wait  till  then? 
Ye  struggling  souls,  be  strong  in  faith, 
And  quit  yourselves  like  men. 

11  Our  dear  deliverer's  love  is  such, 

He  cannot  long  delay. 
Mean  time  that  foe  can't  boast  of  much, 
Who  makes. us  watch  and  pray. 


'  HYMN  SO.  53 

HYMN  30.  S.M. 
Stand  still  and  sec  the  salvation  of  the  Lord. 
Exod.  xiv.  13- 

1  Oh  !  what  a  narrow,  path 

Is  that  which  leads  to  life  ! 
Some  talk,  of  works,  and  some  of  faith, 
With    warmth,  and  zeal,  and  strife. 

2  But  after  all  that's  said  or  done, 

Let  men  think  what  they  will, 
The   strength  of  every  tempted  sob 
Consists  in  standing  still. 

3  "Stand  still  ?says  one,  that's  sure, 
"  'Tis  what  I  always  do" 
Deluded  soul,  be  not  secure: 

This  is  not  meant  to  you. 

4  Not  driv'n  by  fear,  nor  drawn  by  love, 

Nor  yet  by  duty  led, 
Lie  still  you  do  ;  and  never  move, 
For  who  can  move,  that's  dead  ? 

5  But  for  a  living  soul  to  stand, 

By  thousand  dangers  scar'd, 
And  feel  destruction  close  at  hand, 
Oh  !  this  indeed  is  hard. 


54  HYMN  31. 

6  To  shun  this  danger,  others  run 

To  hide  they  know  not  where: 
Or  though  they  fight,  no  victry'  wou> 
They  only  beat  the  air. 

7  He  that  believes,  Ihe  scripture  says, 

Shall  not  confus'dly  haste: 
Thus  danger  threats  both  him  that  stays, 
And  him  that  runs  too  fast, 

8  Haste  grasps  at  all;  but  nothing  keeps; 

Sloth  is  a  dangerous  state: 
And  he  that  flies,  and  he  that  sleeps, 
Cannot  be  said  to  wait. 

9  Lord,  let  thy  Spirit  prompt  us  when 

To  go,  and  when  to  stay; 
Attract  us  with  the  cords  of  men, 
And  we  shall  not  delay. 

10  Give  power  and  will;  and  then  command, 

And  we  will  follow  thee: 
And  when  we're  frightened,  bid  us  stand, 
And  thy  salvation  see. 


HYMN  31.  55 

HYMN  31.    S's&6's. 

The  Sabbath. 

1  God  thus  commanded  Jacob's  seed, 

When,  from  Egyptian  bondage  freed. 

He  led  them  by  the  way. 
Remember  with  a  mighty  hand 
I  brought  thee  forth  from  Pharaoh's  land 

Then  keep  my  Sabbath-day. 

2  In  six  days,  God  made  heaven  and  earth: 
Gave  all  the  various  creatures  birth; 

And  from  his  working  ceas'd. 
These  days  to  labor  he  applied; 
The  seventh  bless'd  and  sanctified. 

And  call'd  the  day  of  rest. 

3  To  all  God's  people  now  remains 
A  Sabbatism,  a  rest  from  pains 

And  works  of  slavish  kind. 
When  tir'd  with  toil,  and  faint  through  fear. 
The  child  of  God  can  enter  here, 

And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  To  this  by  faith  he  oft  retreats. 
Bondage  and  labor  quite  forgets, 

And  bids  his  cares  adieu 


56  HYMN  32. 

Slides  softly  into  promis'd  rest, 
Reclines  his  head  on  Jesus'  breast, 

And  proves  the  Sabbath  true. 
5  This,  and  this  only,  is  the  way 
To  rightiy  keep  that  Sabbath  day, 

Which  God  has  holy  made. 
All  keepers,  that  come  short  of  this, 
The  substance  of  the  Sabbath  miss; 

And  grasp  an  empty  shade. 

HYMN  32.     L.  M. 

Who  hath  despised  the  day  of  small  things  ? 
Zechar.  tv.  10. 

1  The  Lord  that  made  both  heav'n  and  earth. 

And  was  himself  made  man, 
Lay  in  the  womb,  before  his  birth, 
Contracted  to  a  span  ; 

2  Matur'd  by  time,  'till  forth  he  came 

A  babe  like  others  seen, 
As  small  in  size,  and  weak  of  frame, 
As  babes  have  always  been. 

3  From  thence  he  grew  an  infant  mild. 

By  fair  and  due  degrees  ; 
And  then  became  a  bigger  child, 
And  sat  on  Mary's  knees. 

4  At  first  held  up,  for  want  of  strength  i 

In  time  alone  he  ran  : 
Then  grew  a  boy ;  a  lad  ;  at  length 
A  vonlh  s  at  last  a  man. 


HYMN.  32. 

5  Thus  Souis  that  would  to  Heav'n  attain. 

Must  Jacob's  Ladder  climb; 
./?nd  step  by  step  the  summit  gain, 
In  measure,  and  in  time. 

6  Let  not  the  strong  the  weak  despise  ; 

Their  Faith,  though  small,  is  true  ? 
Though  low  they  seem  in  others  eyes 
Their  Saviour  seenvd  so  too. 

7  Nor  meanly  of  the  tempted  think  5 

For,  O  what  tongue  can  tell, 
How  low  the  Lord  oflife  must  sink, 
Before  he  vanquished  hell ! 

8  The  least  believer  is  a  saint, 

And  if  our  growth  be  slow, 
We  should  not  therefore  tire  and  faint. 
Since  Christ  himself  could  grow. 

0  M  in  the  days  of  flesh   he  grew, 
In  wisdom,  stature,  grace: 
So  in  the  soul,  that's  born  anew, 
He  keeps  a  gradual  pace. 

10     No  less,  Almighty  at  his  birth, 
Than  on  his  throne  supreme  : 
His  shoulders  held  up  Heav'n  and  earth. 
When  Mary  held  up  Him. 


58  HYMN  34. 

HYMN  34.  C.  M. 

Good  Friday. 

1  Oh  !  what  a  sad  and  doleful  night 

Preceded  that  day's  morn  ! 
When  darkness  seiz'd  the  Lord  of  light  ; 
And  sin  by  Christ  was  borne  ! 

2  When  our  intolerable  loadj 

Upon  his  soul  was  laid; 
And  the  vindictive  wrath  of  God 
Flam'd  furious  on  his  bead  ! 

3  We  in  our  conqu'ror  well  may  boast ; 

For  none,  but  God  alone, 
Can  know  how  dear  the  vict'ry  cost, 
How  hardly  it  was  won. 

4  Forth  from  the  garden,  fully  tried, 

Our  bruised  champion  came, 
To  suffer  what  remain  d  beside 
Of  pain,  and  grief,  and  shame. 

6  Mock'd,  spit  upon,  and  crown'd  with  thorn, 
A  spectacle  he  stood  ; 
His  back  with  scourges  lash'd  and  torn, 
A  victim  bath'd  in  blood  ! 

&  Nail'd  to  the  cross  through  hands  and  feet 
He  hung  in  open  view. 
To  make  his  sorrows  quite  complete, 
By  God  deserted  too. 


HYMN  34.  69 

7  Thro'  nature's  works  the  woes  he  felt 

With  soft  infection  ran  : 
The  hardest  ttrngs  could  break  or  melt, 
Except  the  heart  »f  man. 

8  This  day  before  thee,  Lord,  we  come  ; 

Oh  !  melt  our  hearts,  or  break  : 
For  should  we  now  continue  dumb, 
The  very  stones  would  speak. 

9  True,  thou  hast  paid  the  heavy  debt  j 

And  made  believers  clean  : 
But  he  knows  nothing  of  it  yet, 
Who  is  not  grievd  at  sin. 

10  A  faithful  friend  of  grief  partakes, 

But  union  can  be  none 
Betwixt  a  heart  of  melting  wax,* 
And  hearts  as  hard  as  stone  ; 

11  Betwixt  a  head  diffusing  blood, 

And  members  sound  and  whole  < 
Betwixt  an  agonizing  God, 
i#nd  an  unfeeling  soul, 

12  Lord  my  long'd  happiness  is  full 

WThen  I  can  go  with  thee 

To  Golgotha :  the  place  of  skull 

Is  heaven  on  earth  to  me. 

*  Psalm  xxii.  14.- 


60  HYMN  27. 

HYMN  35.     C.P.M* 

The  same. 

1  That  day  when  Christ  was  crucified. 

The  mighty  God  Jehovah  died 
An  ignominious  death. 
He  that  would  keep  this  solemn  day 
(And  true  disciples  safely  may) 

Must  keep  it  firm  in  faith, 

2  For  tho'  the  mournful  tragedy 
May  call  up  tears  in  every  eye  ; 

Yet  brethren  rest  not  here. 
Would  you  condole  your  dying  friend? 
Let  each  into  his  soul  descend, 

And  find  his  Saviour  there. 

3  This  only  can  our  hearts  assure, 

And  make  our  outward  worship  pure, 

In  God's  all-searching  sight. 
When  all  we  do  with  love  is  mixt, 
*9nd  stedfast  faith  on  Jesus  fixt, 
My  brethren,  then  we're  right. 

HYMN  86.  7's  &  6's. 
The  same. 
1  Come,  poor  sinners,  come  away; 
In  meditation  sweet, 
Let  us  go  to  Golgotha. 

Md  kiss  our  Saviour's  feet. 
Let  us  in  his  wounded  side 

Wash,  'till  we  every  whit  are  clean ; 


HYMN  27.  61 

That's  the  fountain  open'd  wide 
For  filthiness  and  sin. 

I  Zion's  mourners  cease  your  fear . 

For  lo  !  the  dying  Lamb 
Utterly  forbids  despair 

To  all  that  iove  his  name. 
Him  your  fellow-sufferer  see  ; 

He  was  in  all  things  like  to  you 
jflre  you  tempted  ?  So  was  he. 

Deserted?  He  was  too. 

3  Jesus,  our  Redeemer,  shed 

For  us  his  vital  blood. 
We,  through  our  victorious  Head, 

Can  now  come  near  to  God. 
Sin  and  sorrow  may  distress, 

But  neither  shall  us  quite  control : 
Christ  has  purchas'd  holiness 

For  every  sin-sick  soul.     , 

HYMN  37.  C.  M. 

Perseverance. 

1  The  sinner  that  by  precious  faith 

Has  felt  his  sins  forgiven, 
Is  from  that  moment  pass'd  from  death, 
j3nd  seald  an  heir  of  heaven. 

2  Tho'  thousand  snares  enclose  his  feet, 

JYot  one  shall  hold  him  fast. 
8 


62  HYMN  37. 

Whatever  dangers  he  may  meet, 
He  shall  get  safe  at  last 

3  Not  as  the  world  the  Saviour  giv^s, 

He  is  no  fickle  friend  : 
Whom  once  he  loves,  he  never  leaves, 
But  loves  him  to  the  end. 

4  The  Spir't  that  would  this  truth  withstand 

Would  pull  God's  temple  down, 
Wrest  Jesus  sceptre  froon  his  hand, 
And  spoil  him  of  his  crown. 

5  Satan  might  then  full  victory  boa9t , 

The  church. might  wholly  fall 
If  one  believer  may  be  lost, 
It  follows,  so  may  all. 

6  But  Christ  in  every  age  has  piov'd 

His  purchase  firm  and  true, 
If  this  foundation  be  remov'd, 
What  shall  the   righteous  do  ? 

7  Brethren  by  this  your  claim  abide. 

This  title  to  your  bliss; 
Whatever  loss  you  bear  beside, 
O!  never  give  up  this. 


HYMN  38.  63 

HYMN  38.  L.  P.  M. 

Jesus  Christ  came  into  the  'world  to  save  sinners, 

1  When  Adam  by  transgression  fell, 

And  conscious  fled  his  Maker's  face, 
Link'd  in  clandestine  league  with  hell, 

He  ruin'd  all  his  future  race. 
The  saeds  of  evil  once  brought  in, 
Increas'd,  and  fill'd  the  world  with  sin. 

2  This  lurking  leaven  ferments  the  mass, 
All  nature's  sick  ;  creation's  spoil'd  ; 

Each  sin  infected  sire,  alas ! 
Begets  a  sin-infected  child. 
Thus  propagation  spreads,  the  curse 
And  man,  bern  bad,  grows  worse  and  worse . 

But  lo,  the  second  ^dam  came, 

The  serpent's  subtle  head  to  bruise, 

He   cancels  his  malicious  claim, 
And  disappoints  his  devilish  views  ; 

Ransoms  poor  pris'ners  with  his  blood, 

And  brings  the  sinner  back  to  God. 

To  understand  these  terms  aright, 

This  grand  distinction  should  be  known 

Tho'  all  are  sinners  in  God's  sight, 
There  are  but  few  so  in  their  own. 

To  such  as  these  our  Lord  was  sent : 

They're  only  sinners,  who  repent. 


04  HYMN  68. 

5  What  comfort  can  a  saviour  bring 

To  those  who  never  felt  their  woe  ? 
A  sinner  is  a  sacred  thinsr ; 

The  Holy  Ghost  has  made  him  so. 
New  life  from  him  we  must  receive, 
Before  for  sin  we  rightly  grieve. 

6  Let  the  self-righteous  hence  beware, 

Lest  he  this  great  salvation  scorn. 
Let  every  careless  soul  take  care  ; 

For  they  that  laugh  shall  one  day  mourn. 
High-flying1  lights  learn  hence  to  stoop  ; 
Dry  knowledge  only  puffs  men  up. 

Js  faithful  saying  let  us  own, 
fWell  worthy  'tis  to  be  believ'd) 

That  Christ  into  the  world  came  down, 
That  sinners  might  by  him  be  sav'd. 

Sinners  are  high  in  his  esteem  ; 

And  sinners  highly  value  him. 

HYMN  39.     7's. 

The  sinner's  hope. 

1  Come  ye  humble  sinner-train, 

Souls  for    whom  the  Lamb  was  slain, 

Cheerful  let  us  raise  our  voice  : 

We  have  reason  to  rejoice. 

Let  us  sing,  with  saints  in  heav'n. 

Life  restor'd,  and  sins  forgivV 

Glory  and  eternal  laud 

Be  to  our  incarnate  God 


HYMN  39. 

2  Now  look  up  with  faith,  and  see 
Him  that  bled  for  you  and  me, 
Seated  on  his  glorious  throne, 
Interceding  for  his  own. 
What  can  Christians  have  to  fear 
When  they  view  their  Saviour  there  ! 
Hell  is  vanquish'd,  heav'n  appeas'd  ; 
God  is  reconcil'd  and  pleasM. 

3  Snares  and  dangers  may  beset, 
For  we  are  but  travelers  yet 
As  the  way  indeed  is  hard, 
Let  us  keep  a  constant  guard  ; 
Neither  lifted  up  with  air, 
Nor  dejected  to  despair  : 
Alway  keeping  Christ  in  view  ; 
He  will  bring  us  safely  through. 

HYMN  39.      7's. 

The  world  b\j  wisdom  knew  not  God. 

1  O  ye  sons  of  men  be  wise  ;    . 
Trust  no  longer  dreams  and  lies, 
Out  of  Christ,  A\m'\^hiy  power 
Can  do  nothing  but  devour. 

2  God  you  say  is  good.     'Trs  true  ; 
But  he's  pure  and  holy  too  : 
Just  and  jealous  is  his  ire, 
Burning  with  vindictive  fire. 

o* 


66  HYMN  4U. 

3  This  of  old  himself  declar'd: 
Israel  trembled  when  they  heard ; 
But  the  proof  of  proofs  indeed 

Is,  he  sent  his  Son  to  bleed. 

4  When  the  blessed  Jesus  died, 
God  was  clearly  justified  : 
Sin  to  pardon  without  blood, 
Never  in  his  nature  stood. 

5  Worship  God  then  in  his  Son 
There  he's  love,  and  there  alone. 
Think  not  that  he  will  or  mujr 
Pardon  any  other  way. 

6  See  the  suffering  Son  of  God, 
Panting  !  groaning  !  sweating  blood 
Brethren,  this  had  never  been, 
Had  not  God  detested  sin. 

7  Be  his  mercy  therefore  sought 
In  the  way  himself  has  taught. 
There  his  clemency  is  such, 
We  can  never  trust  too  much. 

8  He  that  better  knows  than  we, 
Bids  us  all  to  Jesus  flee. 
Humbly  take  him  at  his  word, 

-3nd  your  souls  shall  bless  the  Lord. 


HYMN  41.  67 

HYMN   41.     7's 

Behold  and  see  if  there  be  any  sorrow  like  unto  my 
sorrow.  Lam.  i.  12. 

1  ^Iuch  we  talk  of  Jesus'  blood, 
But  how  little's  understood  ! 
Of  his  suft'rings,  so  intense, 
jSngels  have  no  perfect  sense. 
Who  can  rightly  comprehend 
Their  beginning  or  their  end! 
'Tis  to  God,  and  God  alone, 
That  their  weight  is  fully  known. 

2  O  thou  hideous  monster,  sin, 
What  a  curse  hast  thou  brought  in  ! 
All  creation  groans  thro'  thee, 
Pregnant  cause  of  misery  ! 

Thou  hast  ruin'd  wretched  man, 
Even  since  the  world  began 
Thou  hast  God  afflicted  too  5 
Nothing  less  than  that  would  do. 

3  Would  we  then  rejoice  indeed ; 
Be  it  that  from  thee  we're  freed. 
And  our  justice  cause  to  grieve 
Is,  that  thou  wilt  to  us  cleave- 
Faith  relieves  us  from  thy  guilt : 
But  we  think  whose  blood  was  spilt. 
All  we  hear,  or  feel,  or  see, 
Serves  to  raise  our  hate  to  thee. 


68  HYMN  42. 

4  Dearly  are  we  bought  ;  for  God 

Bought  us  with  his  own  heart's  blood  : 
Boundless  depths  of  love  divine  ? 
Jesus,  what  a  love  was  thine  ! 
Tho'  the  wonders  thou  hast  done 
Are  as  yet  so  little  known  ; 
Here  we  fix  and  comfort  take  '■> 
Jesus  died  for  sinners's  sake. 

HYMN  42.     7's  &  5's 

Election. 

1  Brethren,  would  you  know  your  stay, 

What  it  is  supports  you  still  ? 
Why,  tho'  tempted  every  day, 

Yet  you  stand  ;  and  stand  you  will  ? 
Long  before  our  birth, 

Nay,  before  Jehovah  laid 
The  foundations  of  the  earth, 

We  were  chosen  in  our  Head. 

2  God's  election  is  the  ground 

Of  our  hope  to  persevere. 
On  this  rock  your  building  found 

And  preserve  your  title  clear. 
Infidels  may  laugh  ; 

Pharisees  gainsay,  or  rail  .• 
Here's  your  tenure  (keep  it  safe} 

God^s  elect  can  never  fail 


HYMN  43.  69 

HYMN  43.      C.  M. 

Create  in  me  a  clean  heart.      Psalm  li-  10. 

1  Lord,  when  thy  Spir't  descends  to  shew 

The  badness  of  our  hearts, 
Astonish'd  at  th'  amazing  view, 
The  soul  with  horror  starts. 

2  The  dungeon  opening  foul  as  hell, 

It's  loathsome  stench  emits  ; 

And  brooding  in  each  secret  cell 

Some  hideous  monster  sits. 

3  Swarms  of  ill  thoughts  their  bane  diffuse, 

Proud,  envious,  false,  unclean ; 
And  every  ransack'd  corner  shews 
Some  unsuspected  sin. 

4  Our  stagg'ring  faith  gives  way  to  doubt ; 

Our  courage  yields  to  fear  : 
Sbock'd  at  the  sight,  we  strait  cry  out, 
"  Can  ever  God  dwell  here  ?" 

5  But  he  that  shews  can  purge  the  filth 

Of  each  polluted  soul ; 
Restore  the  putrid  parts  to  health, 
And  purify  the  whole. 

6  None  less  than  God's  Almighty  Son 

Can  move  such  loads  of  sin : 
The  •v^ter  from  his  side  must  run 
To  wash  this  dungeon  clean. 


70  HYMN     45. 

7  O  come,  thou  much  expected  guest. 

Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come. 

Enter  the  chamber  of  my  breast : 

Thyself  prepare  the  room. 

8  For  shouldst  thou  stay,  till  tbou  canst  meet 

Reception  worthy  thee 
With  sinners  thou  wouldst  never  sit — 
At  least  (I'm  sure)  with  me. 

9  When,  when  will  that  blest  time  arrive* 
When  thou  wilt  kindly  deign 
With  me  to  set,  to  lodge,  to  live » 
And  never  part  again? 

HYMN  45.     C   M. 

Whitsunday. 

1  The  soul  that  with  sincere  desires 

Seeks  after  Jesus'  love, 
That  soul  the  Holy  Ghost  inspires 
With  breathings  from  above. 

2  Not  ev?ry  one,  in  like  degree, 

The  spirit  of  God  receives  : 

The  Christian  often  cannot  see 

His  faith,    and  yet  believes. 

3  So  gentle  sometimes  is  the  flame  ; 

That,  if  we  take  not  heed, 
We  may  unkindly  quench  the  same  : 
We  may,  my  friend,  indeed. 


HYMN  46.  71 

4  Blest    God,  that  once  in  fiery  tongues 

Canvst  down  in  open  view, 
Come,  visit  ev'ry  heart  that  longs 
To  entertain  thee  too. 

5  And  tho'  not  like  a  mighty  wind, 

Nor  with  a  rushing  noise; 
May  we  thy  calmer  comforts  find, 
And  hear  thy  still  small  voice. 

6  Not  for  the  gift  of  tongues  we  pray, 

Nor  pow'r  the  sick  to  heal : 
Give  wisdom  to  direct  our  wa}', 
And  strength  to  do  thy  will. 

7  We  pray  to  be  renew'd  within, 

And  reconcil'd  to  God  ; 
To  have  our  conscience  wash'd  from  sin 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood,' 

8  We  pray  to  have  our  faith  increas'd, 

./2nd,  O  celestial  Dove! 
We  pray  to  be  completely  blest 
With  that  rich  blessing,  love. 

HYMN  46. 

Hymn  and  Doxology  to  the  Trinity. 

i   To  comprehend  the  great  Three-One 
Is  more  than  highest  angels  can  ; 
Or  what  the  Trinity  has  done 
From  death  and  hell  to  ransom  man. 


72  HYMN  48. 

2  But  all  true  Christians  this  may  boast 
(A  truth  from  nature  never  learn'd) 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
To  save  our  souls  are  all  concern'd. 

3  The  Father's  love  in  this  we  find — 
He  made  his  Son  our  sacrifice. 
The  Son  in  love  his  life  resign'd, 
The  spirit  of  love  his  blood  applies, 

4  Thus  we  the  Trinity  can  praise 
In  unity,  thro'  Christ  our  King; 
Our  grateful  hearts  and  voices  raise 
In  faith  and  love,  while  thus  we  sing. 

5  Glory  to  God  the  Father  be, 
Because  he  sent  his  Son  to  die. 
Glory  to  God  the  Son,  that  he 
Did  with  such  willingness  comply. 

6  Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  to  our  hearts  this  love  reveals. 
Thus  God  Three-One  to  sinners  lost 
Salvation  sends,  procures,  and  seals, 

HYMN  48.     L.  M. 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away,  but  my  word 

shall  not  pass  away.     Matt.  xxiv.  35. 
1  The  moon  and  stars  shall  loose  their  light. 

The  sun  shall  sink  in  endless  night ; 

Both  heav'n  aud  earth  shall  pass  away- 

The  works  of  nature  all  decay  : 


HYMN  48.  73 

2  But  they  that  in  the  Lord  confide, 
And  shelter  in  Ins  wounded  side-' 
Shall  see  the  danger  overpast — 
Stand  ev'ry  storm,  and  live  at  last. 

3  What  Christ  has  said  must  be  fulfilled — - 
On  this  firm  rock  believers  build; 
His  word  shall  stand,  his  truth  prevail, 
And  not  one  jot  or  tittle  fail. 

4  His  word  is  this  (poor  sinners,  hear) 
"  Believe  on  me,  and  banish  fear-* 

•'  Cease  from  your  own  works,  bad  or  good, 
'•  And  wash  your  garments  in  my  blood." 

HYM#  49.     L.  M. 

The  rainbow.     Isa.  liv.  9. 

1  When  deaf  to  ev'ry  warning  giv'n, 
Man  brav'd  the  patient  pow'r  of  heav'n  ; 
Great  in  his  anger  God  arose,' 
Delug'd  the  world,  and  drown'd  his  foes. 

2  Vengeance  that  call'd  for  this  just  doom. 
Retired  to  make  sweet  mercy  room: 
God  of  his  wrath  repenting,  swore, 

A  flood  should  drown  the  earth  no  more, 

3  That  future  ages  this  might  knew, 
He  plac'd  in  heav'n  his  radiant  bow,- 
The  sign,  till  time  itself  shall  fail, 
That  waters  shall  no  more  prevail. 

9 


74  HYMN  49. 

4  The  beauties  cf  this  bow  but  shine 
To  vulgar  eyes  as  something  fine  : 
Others  investigate  their  cause 
By  mediums  drawn  from  nature's  laws. 

5  But  what  great  ends  can  man  pursue 
From  schemes  like  these  suppose  them  tru 
Describe  the  form,  the  cause  define, 
The  rainbow  still  remains  a  sign  : 

6  A  sign,  in  which  by  faith  we  read 
The  cov'nant  God  with  Noah  made  ; 
A  noble  end,  as  truly  great : 
But  something  greater  lies  there  yet. 

7  This  bow,  that  beams  with  vivid  light, 
Presents  a  sign  to  Christians'  sight, 
That  God  has  sworn  (who  dares  condemn 
"  He  will  no  more  be  wroth  with  them. 

8  Thus  the  believer,  when  he  views 
The  rainbew  in  it's  various  hues, 
May  say :  "  Those  lively  colours  shine 
61  To  shew  that  heav'n  is  surely  mine. 

9  "  See  in  yon  cloud  what  tinctures  glow, 
"  And  gild  the  smiling  vales  below  ! 
"  So  smiles  my  cheerful  soul  to  see 
••  My  God  is  reconcil'd  to  me." 


HYMN  50,  71 

HYMN  50.  S.M. 

Charity  never foilctk.      i  Cor.  aiii.  8, 
Faith  in  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

O  what  a  gift  is  this  ! 
Hope  of  salvation  in  his  name, 

How  comfortable  'tis  ! 

2  Knowledge  of  what  is  right; 

How  is  God  reconcil'd, 

A  foe  receiv'd  a  favorite, 

An  alien  made  a  child. 

3  Blessings,  my  friends,  like  these, 

Are  very,  very  great  = 
But  soon  they  ev'ry  one  must  cease, 
Nor  are  they  now  complete. 

4  Faith  will  to  bliss  give  place,    ' 

In  sight  we  hope  shall  lose, 
For  who  needs  trust  for  things  he  has, 
Or  hope  for  what  he  views  ? 

5  Th:^  little  too  that's  knozvin 

Which  children-like  we  boast, 
Will  fade,  like  glow  worms  in  the  sun, 
Or  drops  in  ocean  lost. 

6  But  love  shall  still  remain  ; 

It's  glories  cannot  cease, 
No  other  change  shall  that  sustain, 
Save  only  to  increase. 


76  HYMN  51. 

7  Of  all  that  God  bestows, 

.    In  earthy  or  heav'n  above, 
The  best  gift  saint  or  angel  knows. 
Or  e'er  will  know  is  love. 

8  Love  all  defects  supplies, 

Makes  great  obstructions  small, 
'Tis  pray'r,  'tis  praise,  'tis  sacrifice, 
'Tis  holiness,  'tis  all. 

9  Descend,  celestial  dove, 

With  Jesus'  flock  abide  : 
Give  us  that  best  of  blessings,  love, 
Whate'er  we  want  beside, 

HYMN  51.     C.  M. 

And  when  they  had  nothing  to  pay,  he  frankly  for- 
gave them  both.     Luke  vii.  42. 

1  Mercy  is  welcome  news  indeed, 

To  those  that  guilty  stand, 
Wretches  thixtfeel  what  help  they  need. 
Will  bless  the  helping  hand. 

2  Who  rightly  would  his  alms  dispose, 

Must  give  them  to  the  Poor  ; 
None  but  the  wounded  patient  knows 
The  comforts  of  his  cure. 

3  We  all  have  sinn'd  against  our  God, 

Exception  none  can  boast: 


HYMN  52.  77 

But  he  that  feels  the  heaviest  load, 
Will  prize  forgiveness  most. 

4  I\or  reck'ning  can  we  rightly  keep, 

For  who  the  sums  can  knew  : 

Some  souls  are  fifty  pieces  deep, 

And  some  five  hundred  owe. 

5  But  let  our  debts  be  what  they  may, 

However  great,  or  small  : 
As  soon  as  we  have  nought  to  pay, 
Our  Lord  forgives  us  all. 

6  'Tis  perfect  poverty  alone, 

That  sets  the  soul  at  large, 
While  we  can  call  one  mite  our  own, 
We  have  no  full  discharge. 

HYMN  52.  L.M. 

Praying  for  relation's. 

1  Kind  souls,  who  for  the  mis'ries  moan 
Of  those  who  seldom  mind  their  own; 
But  treat  your  zeal  with  cold  disdain, 
Resolv'd  to  make  your  labors  vain  ■ 

2  You  whose  sincere  affection  tends 

To  help  your  dear,  ungrateful  friends, 
That  think  you  foes,  or  mad,  or  fools, 
Because  you  fain  would  save  their  souls  . 

3  Tho-  deaf  to  ev'ry  warning  giv'n, 
They  seem  to  walk  with  yo6  to  heav'n  ; 

9* 


78  HYMN  5f. 

But  often  think,  and  sometimes  say. 
They'll  never  go,  if  that's  the  way: 

4  Tho'  they  the  Spirit  of  God  resist, 
Or  ridicule  your  faith  in  Christ : 

Tho'  they  blaspheme,  oppose,  condemn. 
And  hats  you  for  your  love  to  them  ■ 

5  One  secret  way  is  left  you  still 

To  do  them  good  against  their  will: 
Here  they  can  no  obstruction  give, 
You  may  do  this  without  their  leave. 

6  Fly  to  the  throne  of  grace  by  pray'r 
And  pour  out  all  your  wishes  there  ; 
Effectual  fervent  pray'r  prevails. 
When  ev'ry  other  method  fails. 

HYMN  53.     S.  M. 

Faith  is  the  victory. 

1  Whof/er  believes  aright, 

In  Christ's  atoning  blood, 
Of  all  his  guilt's  acquitted  quite, 
And  may  draw  near  to  God. 

2  But  sin  will  still  remain, 

Corruptions  rise  up  thick  ; 
And  satan  says  the  med'cine's  vain, 
Because  we  yet  are  sick. 

3  But  all  this  will  not  do— 

Our  hope's  on  Jesus  cast . 


HYMN  54.  79 

Let  all  be  liars,  and  him  be  true, 
We  shall  be  well  at  last. 

HYMN  20.  8's  &  7's. 

Faith  and  repentance, 

1  Jesus  is  our  God  and  Saviour, 
Guide,  and  counsellor,  and  friend: 
Bearing  all  our  misbehaviour, 
Kind,  and  loving  to  the  end. 
Trust  him  he  will  not  deceive  us, 
Tho'  we  hardly  of  him  deem  : 
He  will  never,  never  leave  us, 
Nor  will  let  us  quite  leave  him. 

2  View  him  in  the  doleful  garden — 
View  him  on  the  bloody  tree, 
Dearly  purchasing  a  pardon, 
For  his  people,  full  and  free. 
View  him  now  in  heaven  sitting, 
Interceding  for  us  there, 

Not  a  moment  intermitting 
His  compassion  aod  his  care, 

3  Nothing  but  thy  blood,  O  Jesus, 
Can  relieve  us  from  our  smart ; 
Nothing  else  from  guilt  release  us, 
Nothing  else  can  melt  the  heart 
Law  and  terrors  do  but  harden, 
All  the  while  they  work  alone  ; 


80  HYMN 

But  a  sense  of  blood  bought  pardor. 
Soon  dissolves  a  heart  of  stone. 

4  'Tis  a  safe,  tho*  deep  compunction. 
Thy  repenting  people  feel, 
Love  and  grief  compound  an  unction. 
Both  to  cleanse  our  wounds  and  heal 
Balm  is  useless  to  th'  unfeeling. 
And  repentance  without  faith 
Is  a  sore,  that  never  healing, 
Frets  and  rankles  unto  death. 

3  Jesus,  all  our  consolations 

Flow  from  Thee  the  Sovereign  good, 
Love,  and  faith,  and  hope  and  patience, 
All  are  purchas'd  by  th}r  blood. 
From  thy  fulness  we  receive  them  ; 
We  have  nothing  of  onr  own  ■ 
Freely  thou  delight's-t  to  give  them. 
To  the  needy,  who  haye  none. 

6  Teach  us,  by  thy  patient  Spirit, 
How  to  mourn,  and  not  despair, 
Let  u«,  leaning  on  thy  merit, 
Wrestle  hard  with  G<;d  in  pray'r, 
Whatso'er  affl  icti<  as, 

They  shall  profit,  if  not  please  . 
But  defend,  defend  us,  Jesus*, 
From  security  and  ease. 


HYMN  55.  81 

7  Softly  to  thy  garden  lead  us, 
To  behold  thy  bloody  sweat. 
Tho'  thou  from  the  curse  hast  freed  us, 
Let  us  not  the  cost  forget. 
Be  thy  groans  and  cries  rehearsed, 
By  the  Spirit,  in  our  ears  ; 
'Till  we,  viewing  whom  we've  pierced, 
Melt  in  sympathetic  tears. 

HYMN  55.  8's  &  7's. 

The  same. 

1  Come,  ye  Christians,  sing  the  praises 
Of  your  condescending  God  ;  ' 
Come,  and  hymn  the  holy  Jesus, 
Who  hath  wash'd  us  in  his  blood. 
We  are  poor  and  weak  and  silly, 
And  to  every  evil  prone  ; 

Yet  our  Jesus  loves  us  freely, 
And  receives  us  for  his  own. 

2  Tho'  we're  mean  in  man's  opinion, 
He  hath  made  us  priests  and  kings: 
Power  and  glory  and  dominion 

To  the  Lamb  the  sinner  sings. 
Leprous  souls,  unsound  and  filthy, 
Come  before  him  as  you  are  : 
5Tis  the  sick  man,  not  the  healthy, 
Heeds  the  good  Physician's  care. 


82  HYMN  56. 

3  Hear  the  terms  that  never  vary — 
"To  repent  And  to  believe  :" 
Both  of  these  are  necessary — 
Both  from  Jesus  we  receive. 
Would  be  Christian,  duly  ponder 
These  in  thine  impartial  mind  ; 
And  let  no  man  put  asunder 
What  the  Lord  has  wisely  join'd. 

4  Oh!  beware  of  fondly  thinking 
God  accepts  thee  for  thy  tears : 

Are  the  ship-wreck'd  sav'd  by  sinking 

Can  the  ruin'd  rise  by  fears  ? 

Oh  !  beware  of  trust  ill-grounded — 

rTis  but  fancied  faith  at  most, 

To  be  curd,  and  not  be  wounded — 

To  be  sav'd  before  you're  lost. 

4  No  big  words  of  ready  talkers, 
No  dry  doctrines  will  suffice  : 
Broken  hearts,  and  humble  walkers, 
These  are  dear  in  Jesus'  eyes. 
Tinkling  sounds  of  disputation, 
Naked  knowledge,  all  are  vain  : 
Ev'ry  soul,  that  gains  salvation, 
Must  and  shall  be  born  again. 

HYMN  56.     S's  &  7's. 

The  same. 

PART    I. 

1  Let  us  ask  the  important  question, 
(Brethren,  be  not  too  secure) 


HYMN  56.  83 

What  it  is  to  be  a  Christian; 
How  we  may  our  hearts  assure, 
Vain  is  all  our  devotion, 
If  on  false  foundation  built . 
True  religion's  more  than  notion — 
Something  must  be  known  and  felt. 

2  'Tis  to  trust  cur  well  beloved 

In  his  blood  has  wash'd  us  clean  \ 
'Tis  to  hope  our  guilt's  removed, 
Tho'  we  feel  it  rise  within. 
To  believe  that  all  is  finish'd, 
Tho'  so  much  remains  t'  endure  , 
Find  the  dangers  undiminished, 
Yet  to  hold  deliv'rance  sure. 

3  Tis  to  credit  contradictions, 
Talk  with  him  one  never  sees ; 
Cry  and  groan  beneath  afflictions, 
Yet  to  dread  the  thoughts  of  ease. 
'Tis  to  feel  the  fight  against  us, 
Yet  the  vict'«y  hope  to  gain  • 

To  believe  that  Christ  has  cleans'd  us3 
Tho'  the  leprosy  remain. 

4  'Tis  to  bear  the  Holy  Spirit 
Prompting  us  to  secret  pray'r  . 
To  rejoice  in  Jesus'  merit ; 
Yet  continual  sorrow  bear. 
To  receive  a  full  remission 
Of  our  sins  for  evermore  ; 

Yet  to  sigh  with  sore  contrition, 
Begging  mercy  every  hour. 


S4  HYMN  5b'. 

5  To  be  stedfast  in  believing, 
Yet  to  tremble,  fear  and  quake. 
Ev'ry  moment  be  receiving 
Strength,  and  yet  be  always  weak. 
To  be  fighting,  fleeing,  turning; 
Ever  sinking,  yet  to  swim, 
To  converse  with  Jesus,  mourning 
For  ourselves,  or  else  for  him. 

*  Part  2.  8's  &  7s'  • 

1  Great  High,  Priest,  we  view  the  stooping 
With  our  names  upon  thy  breast, 

In  the  garden  groaning,  drooping, 
To  the  ground  with  horrors  prest 
Weeping  angels  stood  confounded 
To  behold  their  Maker  thus, 
And  can  we  remain  unwounded, 
When  we  know'  twas  all  for  us? 

2  On  the  cross  thy  body  broken 
Cancels  ev'ry  penal  tie. 
Tempted  souls,  produce  this  to&en 
All  demands  to  satisfy. 

All  is  finish'd,  do  not  doubt  it, 
But  believe  your  dying  Lord; 
Never  reason  more  about  it, 
Only  take  him  at  his  word. 
5  Lord,  we  fain  would  trust  thee  solely  , 
'Twas  for  us  thy  blood  was  spilt 


HYMN   57.  85 

Bruised  Bridegroom;  take  us  wholly  ; 
Take,  and  make  us  what  thou  wilt. 
Thou  has  borne  the  bitter  sentence 
Past  on  man's  devoted  race  : 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance 
Are  thy  gifts,  thou  God  of  grace, 

HYMN  57.     C.  M.D. 

The  wish. 
If  dust  and  ashes  might  presume, 

Great  God,  to  talk  to  thee ; 
If  in  thy  presence  can  be  room 

For  crawling  worms  like  me : 
I  humbly  would  my  wish  present, 

For  wishes  I  have  none  ; 
All  my  desires  are  now  content 

To  be  corapriz'd  in  One. 

I  would  not  sue  for  length  of  days  . 

For  honor,  or  for  wealth : 
Nor,  that  which  far  surpasseth  these, 

Uninterrupted  health. 
I  would  not  ask,  a  monarch's  heir, 

Or  counsellor  to  be  : 
A  better  wisdom  I  would  share, 

A  nobler  pedigree. 

?  Not  joy,  nor  strength  would  I  request, 
Tho'  neither  I  condemn  = 


10 


86  HYMN  57. 

But  would  petition  to  be  blest 
With  what  transcendeth  them, 

'Tis  not  that  angels  might  convey 
My  soul  this  night  to-heav'n  : 

Thy  time  with  patience  I  can  stay, 
Since  all  my  sin's  forgiv'n. 

4  Nor  would  [  crave  in  highest  state 

At  thy  right  hand  to  sit : 
(The  suit  of  Zetfdee's  sonsYov  that 

I  know  myself  unfit. 
Nor  in  thy  church  on  earth  would  strive 

A  pompous  post  to  fill : 
For  fear  I  might  not  well  perceive, 

Or  fail  to  do  thy  will. 

5  The  single  boon  I  would  intreat 

Is  to  be  led  by  thee, 
To  gaze    thy  bloody  sweat 

In  sad  Gethsemane. 
To  view  (as  I  could  bear  at  least) 

Thy  tender  broken  heart, 
Like  a  rich  olive,  bruis'd  and  prest 

With  agonizing  smart 

6  To  see  thee  bow'd  beneath  my  guilt. 

Intolerable  load! 
To  see  thy  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 

My  groaning  gasping  God! 
With  sympathizing  grief  to  mourn 

The  sorrows  of  thy  soul; 


HYMN  58.  87 

The  pangs  and  tortures  by  thee  borne 
In  some  degree  condole. 

7  There  musing  on  thy  mighty  love, 

I  always  would  remain  : 
Or  but  to  Golgotha  remove, 

And  thence  return  again, 
In  each  near  place  the  same  rich  scene 

Should  ever  be  renew'd: 
No  object  else  should  intervene, 

But  all  be  love  and  blood. 

8  For  this  one,  Savior,  oft  I've  sought  = 

And  if  this  one  be  given, 
I  seek  on  earth  no  happier  lot ; 

And  hope  the  like  in  heaven. 
Lord,  pardon  what  I  ask  amiss  ; 

For  knowledge  I  have  none," 
I  do  but  humbly  speak  my  wish  ; 

And  may  thy  will  be  done. 

HYMN  58.     S.  M. 

Pride, 

1  Innumerable  foes 

Attack  the  child  of  God, 
He  feels  within  the  weight  of  sin, 
A  grievous  galling  load. 

2  Temptations  too  without, 

Of  various  kinds  assault, 


88  HYMN  58. 

Sly  snares  beset  his  trav'ling  feet. 
And  make  him  often  halt. 

3  From  sinner  and  from  saint, 
He  meets  with  many  a  blow : 

His  own  bad  heart  creates  him  smart, 
Which  only  God  can  know. 

4  Buttho' the  host  of  hell 
Be  neither  weak  nor  small ; 

One  mighty  foe  deals  dang'rous  woe, 
»flnd  hurts  beyond  them  all. 

5  Tis  pride,  accursed  pride, 
That  spirit  by  God  abhorr'd : 

Do  what  we  will,  it  haunts  us  still, 
•And  keeps  us  from  the  Lord. 

6  It  blows  it's  pois'nou9  breath, 
And  bloats  the  soul  with  air  i 

The  heart  up-lifts  with  God's  own  gifts 
.And  makes  even  grace  a  snare. 

7  .flwake,  nay  while  we  sleep, 
In  all  we  think  or  speak, 

It  puffs  us  glad,  torments  us  sad  ; 
It's  hold  we  cannot  break. 

8  In  other  ills  we  find 

The  hand  of  heav'n  not  slack 
Pride  only  knows  to  interpose, 
And  keep  our  comforts  back 


HYMN  58.  89 

9  Tis  hurtful,  when  perceiv'd 

When  not  perceiv'd  'tis  worse. 
Unseen  or  seen  it  dwells  within, 
And  works  by  fraud  or  force, 

10  Against  it's  influence  pray, 
ft  mingles  with  the  pray'r ; 

Against  it  preach,  it  prompts  the  speech, 
Be  silent,  still  'tis  there. 

11  This  moment  while  I  write, 
I  feel  it's  power  within  ; 

My  heart  it  draws  to  seek  applause, 
And  mixes  all  with  sin. 

12  Thou  meek  and  lowly  Lamb, 
This  haughty  tyrant  kill. 

That  wounded  thee,  tno'  thou  wast  free, 
And  grieves  thy  Spirit  still,    . 

13  Our  condescending  God, 
(To  whom  else  shall  we  go  ? 

Remove  our  pride  what'er  betide  »" 
And  lay,  and  keep  us  low. 

14  Thy  garden  is  the  place, 
Where  pride  cannot  intrude  ; 

For  should  it  dare  to  enter  there, 
'Twould  soon  be  drown'd  in  blood  • 


10* 


90  HYMN  59. 

HYMN  59.    L.  M. 

The  High  Priest. 
t  When  Aaron  in  the  holiest  place 
Atonement  made  for  Israel's  race, 
The  names  of  all  their  tribes  exprest, 
He  wore  conspicuous  on  his  breast. 

2  Twelve  letter'd  stones,  with  sculpture  bold, 
Deep  seated  in  the  wounded  gold, 
Glow'd  on  the  breast-plate  richly  bright, 
j3nd  beam'd  characteristic  light. 

3  His  hands  a  golden  censer  held, 
With  burning  coals  and  incense  filPd  « 
Which  clouded  all  the  holy  room 
With  od'rous  streams  of  rich  perfume. 

4  And  lest  the  priest  the  place  defile, 
A  costly  consecrating  oil, 

With  mingled  gums  and  spices  sweet. 
Had  for  his  office  made  him  meet. 

5  The  liquid  compound  from  his  head 
It's  unctuous  odours  downward  spread 
Delicious  drops,  like  balmy  dews. 
O'er  all  the  men  their  sweets  diffuse 

6  Array  *d  in  hallowed  vests  he  stood, 
Sprinkled  with  holy  oil  and  blood. 
The  tabernacle's  sacred  frame, 
And  all  within  it  shar'd  the  same 


HYMN  63.  91 

7  So  when  our  great  Melchizedek 
The  true  atonement  came  to  make, 
A  holy  oil  anoints  Him  too, 
Richer  than  Aaron  ever  knew. 

8  His  body  bath'd  in  sweat  and  blood, 
Shower'd  on  the  ground  a  purple  flood ; 
The  rich  effusion  copious  ran, 

To  glad  the  heart  of  God  and  man. 

9  Beep  in  his  breast  engrav'd  he  bore 
Our  names  with  every  penal  score ; 
When  prest  to  earth  he  prostrate  lay, 
Shock'd  at  the  sum,  yet  prompt  to  pay. 

10.  The  fragrant  incense  of  his  pray'r, 
To  heav'n  went  up  thro'  yielding  air  j 
Perfum'd  the  throne  of  God  on  high, 
.And  calm'd  offended  Majesty. 

HYMN  60.     7's  &  6's. 

Election* 
\  Mighty  enemies  without, 
Much  mightier  within, 
Thoughts  we  cannot  quell,  nor  rout, 
Blasphemously  obscene : 

Coldness,  unbelief,  and  pride, 
Hell,  and  all  its  murd'rous  train, 

Threaten  death  on  ev'ry  side, 
Jlnd  have  their  thousands  slain. 


92  HYMN  62. 

2  Thus  pursu'd,  and  thus  distrest, 

Ah !  whither  shall  we  fly  ? 
To  obtain  the  promis'd  rest, 

On  what  sure  hand  rely  ? 
Shall  the  Christian  trust  his  heart? 

That,  alas  !  ©f  foes  the  worst, 
Always  takes  the  tempter's  part  \ 

Nay,  often  tempts  him  first. 

3  If  to-day  we  be  sincere, 

./md  can  both  watch  and  pray  ; 
Watchfulness,  perhaps,  and  pray'r 

To-morrow  may  decay. 
If  we   now  believe  aright : 

Faithfulness  is  God's  alone  j 
We  are  feeble,  sickly,  light, 

To  changes  ever  prone. 

4  But  we  build  upon  a  base 

That  nothing  can  remove, 
When  we  trust  electing  grace, 

And  everlasting  love. 
Vict'ry  over  all  our  foes 

Christ  has  purchas'd  with  his  blood 
Perseverance  he  bestows 

On  ev'ry  child  of  God. 

HYMN  62.     L.  M. 

Christ  in  the  garden. 
1  Come  hither  ye  that  fain  would  know 
Th'  exceeding  sinfulness  of  sin  ; 
Come  see  a  scene  of  matchless  woe, 
And  tell  me  what  it  all  can  mean. 


HYMN.  .62.  93 

2  Behold  the  darling  Son  of  God, 
Bovv'd  down  with  horror  to  the  ground, 
Wrung  at  the  heart,  and  sweating  blood, 
His  eyes  in  tears  of  sorrow  drown'd. 

3  See  how  the  the  victim  panting  lies, 
His  soul  with  bitter  anguish  prest. 

He  sighs,  he  faints,  he  groans,  he  cries, 
Dismay'd,  dejected,  shock'd,  distrest ! 

4  What  pangs  are  these  that  tear  his  heart  ? 
What  burden's  this  that's  on  him  laid  ? 
What  means  this  agony  of  smart? 
What  makes  our  Maker  hang  his  head  ? 

5  'Tis  justice  with  its  iron  rod 
Inflicting  strokes  of  wrath  divine  : 
'Tis  the  vindictive  hand  of  God 
Incens'd  at  all  your  sins  and  mine. 

6  Deep  in  his  breast  our  names  were  cut, 
He  undertook  our  desperate  debt. 
Such  loads  of  guilt  were  on  him  put, 
He  could  but  just  sustain  the  weight. 

7  Then  let  us  not  ourselves  deceive  ; 
For  while  of  sin  vm  lightly  deem, 
Whatever  notions  we  may  have, 
Indeed  we  are  not  much  like  him. 


94  HYMN  63. 

HYMN  63.  L.M. 

The  Crucifixion. 

1  Now  from  the  garden  to  the  cross, 
Let  us  attend  the  Lamb  of  God ; 

Be  all  things  else  accounted  dross, 
Compar'd  with  sin's  atoning  blood, 

2  See  how  the  patient  Jesus  stands, 
Insulted  in  his  lowest  case  : 

Sinners  have  bound  the  Almighty's  hands, 
And  spit  in  their  Creator's  face. 

3  With  thorns  his  temples  gor'd  and  gash'd, 
Send  streams  of  blood  from  ev'ry  part 
His  back's  with  knotted  scourges  lash'd 
But  sharper  scou.ges  tear  his  heart 

4  Nail'd  naked  to  th'  accursed  wood, 
Expos'd  to  earth,  and  heav'n  above  ; 
A  spectacle  of  wounds  and  blood $ 

A  prodigy  of  injur'd  love  ! 

5  Hark,  how  his  doleful  cries  affright 
Affected  angels,  while  they  view, 
His  friends  forsook  him  in  the  night, 
And  now  his  God  forsakes  him  too. 

6  O,  what  a  field  of  battle's  here  J 
Vengeance  and  love  their  power's  oppose 
Never  was  such  a  mighty  pair  ; 

Never  were  two  such  deep'rate  foes 


HYMN  64.  95 

7  Behold  that  pale,  that  languid  face, 

That  drooping  head,  those  cold  dead  eyes! 
Behold  in  sorrow  and  disgrace 
Our  conqu'ring  hero  hangs  and  dies] 

8  Ye  that  assume  his  sacred  name, 
Now  tell  me,  what  can  all  this  mean? 
What  was  it  bruis'd  God's  harmless  Lamb? 
What  was  it  pierc'd  his  soul,  but  sin  ? 

Blush,  Christian  blush,  let  shame  abound  - 
If  sin  affects  thee  not  with  woe, 
Whatever  spirit  be  in  thee  found, 
The  Spir't  of  Christ  thou  dost  not  know. 

HYMN  64.  Vs&Vs. 

hi  the  Lord  have  I  righteousness  and  strength, 

Isa.xlv.  24. 
1  Falth  in  Jesus  can  repel 

The  darts  of  sin  and  death  . 
Faith  gives  vict'ry  over  hell ; 
But  who  can  give  us  faith? 
Hope  in  Christ  the  soul  revives ; 

Supports  the  spirits,  when  they  droop, 
Hope  celestial  comfort  gives : 
But  who  can  give  us  Hope? 

Love  to  Jesus  Christ  and  his, 

Fixes  the  heart  above. 
Love  gives  everlasting  bliss : 

But  who  can  give  us  love? 


96  HYMN  65. 

To  believers  the  gift  of  God  : 
Well-grounded  hope  he  sends  from  heav'n, 
Love's  the  purchase  of  his  blood, 
To  all  his  children  giv'n. 

3  Jesus,  from  thy  boundless  store, 

Thy  treasuries  of  grace, 
On  thy  feeble  foll'wers  pour 

Thy  righteousness  and  peace. 
Of  thy  righteousness  alone 

Continual  mention  we  will  make  « 
We  have  nothing  of  our  own  ; 

But  soul  and  all's  at  stake. 

HYMN  65.     8's  3's. 
Man^s  Righteousness, 

1  Man,  bewail  thy  situation : 

Hell-born  sin, 
Once  crept  in, 
Mars  God's  fair  creation. 

2  Vaunt  thy  native  strength  no  longer 

Vain's  the  boast; 
j311  is  lost ; 
Sin  and  death  are  stronger. 

3  Enemies  to  God  and  goodness, 

Great  and  small, 
Since  the  fall, 
Sink  in  lust  and  lewdness. 


HYMN  65.  97 

If  to  this  thou  art  a  stranger, 

While   thou  hest 

Out  of  Christ, 
Greater  is  thy  danger. 

Trust  not  to  thy  smooth  behavior  : 

All's  deceit; 

And  the  cheat 
Keeps  thee  from  the  Saviour. 

Oft  we're  blest  when  dangers  fright  us? 

Jesus  came 

To  reclaim 
Sinners,  not  the  righteous. 

Sick  men  feel  their  bad  conditions; 

But  the  soul, 

That  is  whole, 
Slights  the  good  Physician. 

HYMN  65.  C.M.D. 

But  it  is  goodfor  me  to  draw  near  to  God. 

Psalm  lxxiii.  28. 

As  when  a  child  secure  of  harms 

Hangs  at  the  mother's  breast, 
Safe  folded  in  her  anxious  arms, 

Receiving  food  and  rest : 
And  while  thro'  many  a  painful  path 

The  traveling  parent  speeds 
The  fearless  babe,  with  passive  faith. 

Lies  still,  and  yet  proceeds. 
11 


98  HYMN  66. 

%  Should  some  short  start  his  quiet  break, 

He  fondly  strives  to  fling 
His  little  arms  about  her  neck, 

And  seems  to  closer  cling. 
Poor  child,  maternal  love  alone 

Preserve  thee  first  ; 
Thy  parent's  arms,  and  not  thy  own, 

Are  those  that  hold  thee  fast. 

3  So  souls  that  would  to  Jesus  cleave, 

And  hear  his  secret  call, 
Must  ev'ry  fair  pretension  leave, 

And  let  the  Lord  be  all, 
"  Keep  close  to  me,  thou  helpless  sheep,' ' 

The  shepherd  softly  cries, 
Lord  tell  me  what  tis  close  to  keep  ? 

The  list'ning  sheep  replies. 

4  "  Thy  dependence  on  me  fix ; 

"Nor  entertain  a  thought, 
"Thy  worthless  schemes  with  mine  to  mix, 

"But  venture  to  be  nought. 
ttFond  self  direction  is  a  shelf; 

"  Thy  strength,  thy  wisdom  flee 
u  When  thou  art  nothing  in  thy  self, 

44  Thou  then  art  close  to  me»" 


HYMN  67.  99 

HYMN  67.  L.  M.      . 

1  Ye  tempted  souls,  reflect 

Whose  name  'tis  you  profess  : 
Your  master's  lot  yeu  must  eapect, 
Temptations  more  or  less. 

2  Dream  not  of  faith  so  clear, 

As  shuts  all  doublings  out : 
Remember  how  the  devil  could  dare 
To  tempt  «'en  Christ  to  doubt. 

3  "If  thou'rt  the  Son  of  God, 

(O,  what  an  if  was  there!) 
"These  stones  here,  speak  them  into  food, 
"And  make  that  sonship  clear." 

4  View  that  amazing  scene! 

Say,  could  the  tempter  try 
To  shake  a  tree  so  sound,  so  green? 
Good  God,  defend  the  dry. 

5  Think  not  he  now  will  fail 

To  make  us  shrink  and  droop,, 
Our  faith  he  daily  will  assail, 
«#nd  dash  our  very  hope. 

6  That  impious  ?/ he  thus 

At  God  incarnate  threw, 
No  wonder  if  he  cast  at  us, 
J2nd  make  us  feel  it  too. 


100  HYMN  68. 

7  To  cause  despairs  the  scope 

Of  Satan  and  his  pow'rs, 
Against  hope  to 'believe  in  hope. 
My  brethren,  must  be  ours. 

8  Buts,  ifs,  and  hows  are  hurl'd, 

To  sink  us  with  the  gloom, 
Of  all  that's  dismal  in  this  world 
Or  in  the  world  to  come. 

9  But  here's  our  point  of  rest; 

Tho'  hard  the  battle  seem, 
Our  Captain  stood  the  fiery  test, 
And  we  shall  stand  thro'  him. 

HYMN  68.     S.  M. 

The  Prodigal. 

1  Now  for  a  wondrous  song, 

(Keep  distance,  ye  profane; 
Be  silent,  each  unhallowed  tongue, 
Nor  turn  the  truth  to  bane.) 

2  The  prodigal's  return'd, 

Th1  apostate  bold  and  base  '■> 
That  all  his  Father's  counsels  spurn'd, 
And  long  abus'd  his  grace. 

3  What  treatment  since  he  came? 

Love  tenderly  exprest, 
What  robe  is  brought  to  hide  his  shame  ? 
The  best,  the  very  best. 


HYMN  69.  101 

4  Rich  food  the  servants  bring, 

Sweet  music  charms  his  ears, 
See  what  a  beauteous  costly  ring 
The  beggars  finger  wears. 

5  Ye  elder  sons,  be  still ; 

Give  no  bad  passion  vent  .• 
My  brethren,  'tis  our  Father's  will, 
And  you  must  be  content. 

6  All  that  he  has  is  yours  : 

Rejoice  then,  not  repine, 
That  love  that  all  your  state  secures, 
That  love  has  alterM  mine. 

7  Good  God,  are  these  thy  ways! 

If  rebels  thus  are  freed, 
And  favor'd  with  peculiar  grace, 
Grace  must  be  free  indeed. 

HYMN  69.     7's  &  6's. 

Ml  my  springs  are  in  thee.  Psalm  lxxxvii.7-. 

1  Bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,  and  raise 
A  glad  and  grateful  song 
To  my  dear  Redeemer's  praise; 

For  I  to  him  belong. 
He  my  goodness,  strength,  and  God, 

In  whom  I  live,  and  move,  and  am, 
Paid  my  ransom  with  his  blood  : 
My  portion  is  the  Lamb. 
ll* 


102  HYMN  69. 

2  Tho'  temptations  seldom  cease  ■ 

Tho'  frequent  griefs  I  feel; 
Yet  his  Spirit  whispers  peace, 

And  he  is  with  me  still. 
Weak  of  body,  sick  in  soul, 

Deprest  at  heart,  and  faint  with  fears, 
His  dear  presence  makes  me  whole, 

And  with  sweet  comfort  cheers. 

3  O  my  Jesus,  thou  art  mine, 

With  all  thy  grace  and  power; 
I  am  now,  and  shall  he  thine, 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 
Thou  reviv'st  me  by  thy  death  ; 

Thy  blood  from  guilt  has  set  me  free; 
My  fresh  springs  of  hope,  and  faith, 

And  love,  are  all  in  thee. 

HYMN  69. 

If  there  arise  among  you  a  prophet,  or  a  dreamer 
of.  dreams,  fyc.  Deut.  xiii.  i,  &c. 

1  No  prophet,  nor  dreamer  of  dreams, 
No  master  of  plausible  speech, 
To  live  like  an  angel  who  seems, 

Or  like  an  apostle  to  preach  ; 
No  tempter,    without  or  within, 
No  spirit,  tho'  ever  so  bright, 
That  comes  crying  out  against  sin , 
And  looks  like  an  angel  of  light 


HYMN  70.  103 

2  Tho'  reason,  tho'  fitnest  he  urge, 

Or  plead  with  the  words  of  a  friend, 
Or  wonders  of  argument  forge, 

Or  deep  revelations  pretend, 
Should  meet  with  a  moment's  regard, 

But  rather  be  boldly  withstood, 
If  any  thing,  easy  or  hard, 

He  teach,  save  the  lamb  and  his  blood. 

3  Remember,  O  Christian,  with  heed, 

When  sunk  under  sentence  of  death, 
How  first  thou  from  bondage  wast  freed; 

Say,  was  it  by  works,  or  by  faith? 
On  Christ  thy  affections  then  fixt, 

What  conjugal  truth  didst  thou  vow! 
With  him  was  there  any  thing  mixt? 
Then  what  wouid'st  thou  mix  with  him  now- 

4  If  close  to  the  Lord  thou  would'st  cleave, 

Depend  on  his  promise  alone  ; 
His  righteousness  would'st  thou  receive, 

Then  learn  to  renounce  all  thy  own, 
The  faith  of  a  Christian  indeed 

Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  whim  : 
United  to  Jesus,  his  head, 

He  draws  life  and  virtue  from  him. 

5  Deceiv'd  by  the  father  of  lies 

Blind  guides  cry,  Lo  here!  and  Lo  there. 
By  these  our  Redeemer  us  tries, 
And  warns  us  of  such  to,beware. 


104  HYMN  71. 

Poor  comfort  to  mourners  they  give, 
Who  set  us  to  labor  in  vain; 

And  strive,  with  a  Do  this  and  live. 
To  drive  us  to  Egypt  again. 

6  But  vr hat  says  our  Shepherd  divine? 

(For  his  blessed  word  we  should  keep*) 
a  This  flock  has  my  Father  made  mine, 

"  I  lay  down  my  life  for  my  sheep, 
"  'Tis  life  everlasting  1  give  ; 
"  My  blood  wa6  the  price  that  it  cost, 
u  Not  one  that  on  me  shall  believe, 

«  Shall  ever  be  finally  lost/' 

7  This  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Our  faithful  unchangeable  friend . 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow'r, 

And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end, 
'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last ; 

Wrhose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home ; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 

And  trust  bim  for  all  that's  to  come. 

HYMN     71.  <7ts. 

Believe  in  the  Lord  your  God  ;  so. shall  you  be 

established.  2  Chron.  xx.20. 
1  Lord,  we  lie  before  thy  feet, 
Look  on  all  our  deep  distress ; 
Thy  rich  mercy  may  we  meet. 
Clothe  us  with  thy  righteousness, 


HYMN  71.  105 

Stretch  forth  thy  Almighty  hand, 
Hold  us  up,  and  we  shall  stand. 

2  Shame,  and  fear,  and  pain  we  feel 

Viewing  our  unstable  hearts : 
How  we  wander,  waver,  reel, 

Only  wise  by  fits  and  starts, 
Thou  art  truth — but  what  are  we? 
Fickle  fools,  and  false  to  thee. 

3  Oh,  that  closer  we  could  cleave 

To  thy  bleeding,  dying  breast* 
Give  us  firmly  to  believe, 

And  to  enter  into  rest, 
Lord,  increase,  increase  our  faith, 
Make  us  faithful  unto  death. 

4  Make  thy  mighty  wonders  known, 

Let  us  see  thy  sufferings  plain  ; 
Let  us  hear  thee  sigh  and  groan, 

Till  we   sigh  and  groan    again, 
Rend,  O  rend  the  veil  between; 
Open  wide  the  bltfody  scene. 

5  Let  us,  with  a  steadfast  faith, 

View  our  dear  incarnate  God, 
Shudd'ring  in  the  arms  of  death, 

Bow'd  beneath  our  uature's  load 
Make  our  union  with  thee  clear, 
Perfect  love  and  cast  out  fear. 

6  Let  us  trust  thee  evermore, 

Ev'ry  moment  on  thee  call, 


106  HYMN  72. 

For  new  life,  new  will,  newpow'r, 

Let  us  trust  thee,  Lord  for  all, 
My  we  nothing  know  beside 
Jesus,  and  him  crucified. 

HYMN  72.      7's. 

Jesus,  oft  times  resorted  thither  with  his  disciple  \ 

John  xviii  2. 

1  Jesus,  while  he  dwelt  below, 

As  divine  historians  say, 
To  a  place  would  often  go, 

Near  to  Kedron's  brook  it  lay  '• 
In  this  place  he  loy'd  to  be, 
And  'twas  nam'd  Gethsemane. 

2  'Twas  a  garden,  as  we  read, 

At  the  foot  of  Olivet, 
Low,  and  proper  to  be  made 

The  Redeemer's  lone  retreat, 
When  from  noise  he  would  be  free, 
Then  he  sought  Gethsemane. 

3  I'hither.  by  their  Master  brought, 

His  disciples  likewise  came  : 
There  the  heav'nly  truths  he  taught 

Often  set  their  hearts  on  flame, 
Therefore  they,  as  well  as  he, 
Visited  Gethsemane. 

4  Here  they  oft  conversing  sat, 

Or  might  join  with  Christ  in  pray'r ; 
Oh,  what  blest  devotion's  that, 
When  the  Lord  himselfis  there! 


HYMN  72.  107 

All  things  to  them  seem'd  t'agree 
To  endear  Gethsemane, 
5  Here  no  strangers  durst  intrude, 

But  the  Prince  of  Peace  could  sit, 
Cheer'd  with  sacred  solitude, 

Wrapt  in  contemplation  sweet : 
Yet  how  little  could  they  see, 
Why  he  chose  Gethsemane. 
8  Full  of  love  to  man's  lost  race, 

On  this  conflict  much  he  thought  ; 
This  he  knew  the  destin'd  place, 
And  he  lov'd  the  sacred  spot, 
Therefore  'twas  he  lik'd  to  be 
Often  in  Gethsemane. 

7  They  his  foll'wers  with  the  rest, 

Had  incurr'd  the  wrath  divine 
jflnd  their  Lord,  with  pity  prest, 

Long'd  to  bear  their  loads — and  mine, 
Love  to  them,  and  love  to  me 
Made  him  love  Gethsemane, 

8  Many  woes  had  he  endur'd, 

Many  sore  temptations  met 
Patient,  and  to  pains  inur'd 

But  the  sorest  trial  yet 
Was  to  be  sustain'd  in  thee, 
Gloomy  sad  Gethsemane! 

9  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night 

Vengeance  with  it's  iron  rod 
Stood,  and  with  collected  might 
Bruis'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God, 


108  HYMN  72. 

See,  my  soul,  thy  Saviour  see, 
Grov'ling  in  Gethtemanel 

10  View  him  in  that  Olive  Press, 
Squeez'd  and  wrung,  till  whelm'd  in  blood! 
View  thy  maker's  deep  distress! 

Hear  the  sighs  and  groans  of  God! 
Then  reflect  what  sin  must  be, 
Gazing  on  Gethsemane. 

11  Poor  disciples,  tell  me  now, 

Where's  the  love  you  lately  had! 
Where's  that  faith  ye  all  could  vow?- 

But  this  hour  is  too,  too  sad, 
'Tis  not  now  for  such  as  ye 
To  support  Gethsemane. 

12  Oh,  what  wonders  love  has  done! 

But  how  little  understood! 
God  well  knows,   and  God  alone, 

What  produc'd  that  sweat  of  blood, 
Who  can  thy  deep  wonders  see, 
Wonderful  Gethsemane, 

13  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt : 

This  thro'  grace  can  be  believ'd  i 
But  the  horrors  which  he  felt, 

Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd, 
None  can  penetrate  thro'  thee, 
Doleful,  dark  Gethsemane. 

14  Gloomy  garden,  on  thy  beds 

Wash'd  by  Kedron's  waters  foul, 


HYMN  72.  109 

Grow  most  rank  and  bitter  weeds  t 
Think  on  these,  my  9inful  soul. 

Would'st  thou  sin's  dominion  dee, 
Call  to  mind  Getksemane. 

15  Sinners,  vile  like  me,  and  lost, 

(If  there's  one  so  vile  as  I) 
Leave  more  righteous  souls  to  boast ; 

Leave  them,  and  to  refuge  fly. 
We  may  well  bless  that  decree, 
Which  ordain'd  Getksemane. 

16  We  can  hope  no  healing  hand. 

Leprous  quite  throughout  with  sin  : 
Loath'd  incurables  we  stand, 

Crying  out,  unclean,  unclean. 
Help  there's  none  for  such  as  we, 
But  in  dear  Getksemane. 

17  Eden,  from  each  flow'ry  bed, 

Did  for  man  short  sweetness  breathe : 
Soon  by  Satan's  counsel  led, 

Man  wrought  sin,  and  sin  wrought  death. 
But  of  life  the  healing  tree 
Grows  in  rich  Getksemane. 

18  Hither,  Lord,  thou  didst  resort 

Oft-times  with  thy  little  train ; 
Here  would'st  keep  thy  private  court    ? 

Oh !  confer  that  grace  again. 
Lord  resort  with  worthless  me 
Oft-times  to  Getksemane. 
12 


110  HYMN  72. 

19  True,  1  can't  deserve  to  share 

In  a  favor  so  divine  : 
But,  since  sin  first  fix'd  thee  there, 

None  have  greater  sins  than  mine: 
And  to  this  my  woful  plea 
Witness  thou  Gethsemane. 

20  Sins  against  a  holy  God— 

Sins  against  his  righteous  law — 
Sins  against  his  love,  his  blood — 

Sins  against  his  name  and  cause — 
Sins  immense  as  is  the  sea  : 
Hide  me  O  Gethsemane. 

21  Here's  my  claims,  and  here  alone. 

None  a  saviour  more  can  need. 
Deeds  of  righteousness  I've  none, 

No,  not  one  good  work  to  plead. 
Not  a  glimpse  of  hope  for  me, 
Only  in  Gethsemane. 

22  Saviour,  all  the  stone  remove 

From  my  flinty  frozen  heart 
Thaw  it  with  the  beams  of  love — 

Pierce  it  with  a  blood-dipt  dart. 
Wound  the  heart  that  woundedt  hee. 
Melt  it  in  Gethsemane. 

23  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  Almighty  God  of  love, 

Hymn'd  by  all  the  heav'nly  host. 

In  thy  shining  courts  above. 


HYMN  73.  Ill 

HYMN  73.     C.  M. 

The  inestimable  benefits  of  Chrises  Death,  infer- 
red from  the  excellency  of  his  Person. 
Part  1. 

1  The  things  on  earth  which  men  esteem, 

And  of  their  richness  boast, 
In  value,  less  or  greater  seem, 
Proportion'd  to  their  cost. 

2  The  diamond  that's  for  thousands  sold, 

Our  admiration  draws  : 
For  dust,  men  seldom  part  with  gold, 
Or  barter  pearls  for  straws. 

3  Then  what  inestimable  worth 

Must  in  those  crowns  appear* 
For  which  the  Lord  came  down  to  earth 
And  bought  for  us  so  dear  ? 

4  The  Father  dearly  loves  the  Son, 

And  rates  his  merits  high  : 
For  no  mean  cause  he  sent  him  down 
To  suffer,  grieve,  and  die. 

5  The  blessings  from  his  death  that  flow 

So  little  we  esteem, 
Only  because  we  slightly  know, 
And  meanly  value  him. 

6  'Twas  our  Creator  for  us  bled, 

The  Lord  of  life  and  power  ; 


H2  HYMN  72. 

Whom  angels  worship,  devils  dread, 
God  blest  for  evermore. 

7  Oh !  could  we  but  with  clearer  eyes 
His  excellencies  trace  ; 
Could  we  his  person  learn  to  prize, 
We  more  should  prize  his  grace. 

Part  2.  CM. 

1  And  did  the  darling  Son  of  God 

For  sinners  deign  to  bleed  ? 
The  puchase  of  that  precious  blood 
Must  needs  be  rich  indeed. 

2  God's  wisdom  would  not  pay  for  toys 

So  great  a  price  as  this : 
'Tis  God  like  glory,  boundless  joys, 
'Tis  unexampled  bliss. 

3  Saints,  raise  your  expectations  high—* 

Hope  all  that  heav'n  has  good  : 
Think  what  the  blood  of  Christ  can  buy  ; 
Invaluable  blood  ! 

4  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  can  the  heart  conceive, 
What  blessings  are  for  them  prepar'd 
Who  in  the  Lord  believe. 

£  By  others,  for  their  virtue  fair. 
Let  rich  rewards  be  sought : 


HYMN  74.       .  113 

Give  me,  my  God,  to  freely  share, 
What  thou  hast  dearly  bought. 

HYMN  74. 

Who  of  God  has  made  unto  us  Wisdom,  and  Right- 
eousness, and  Sanctif  cation,  and  Redemption. 

1  Believers  own  they  are  but  blind ; 

They  know  themselves  unwise  ; 
But  Wisdom  in  the  Lord  they  find, 
Who  opens  all  their  eyes. 

2  Unrighteous  are  they  all,  when  tried, 

But  God  himself  declares, 
In  Jesus  they  are  justified, 
His  righteousness  is  theirs'. 

4  That  we're  unholy  needs  no  proof; 
We  sorely  feel  the  fall : 
But  Christ  has  holiness  enough 
To  sanctify  us  all. 

4  Expos'd  by  sin  to  God's  just  wrath, 

We  look  to  Christ,  and  view 
Redemption  in  his  blood  by  faith, 
And  full  redemption  too. 

5  Some  this,  some  that  good  virtue  teach, 

To  rectify  the  soul : 
But  we  first  after  Jesus  reach, 
^nd  richly  grasp  the  whole. 

12* 


114  HYMN  75. 

6  To  Jesus  join'd  we  all  that's  good 
From  him  our  head  derive : 
We  eat  his  flesh,  and  drink  his  blood, 
And  by  and  in  him  live. 

HYMN  75.  C   M. 

And  the  Lord  shut  him  in.  Gen.  vii.  16. 

1  When  IVoah,  with  his  favor'd  few, 

Was  ordered  to  embark, 
Eight  human  souls,  a  little  crew. 
Enter'd  on  board  his  ark. 

2  Tho'  ev'ry  part  he  might  secure, 

With  bar,  or  bolt,  or  pin  : 
To  make  the  preservation  sure, 
Jehovah  shut  him  in. 

3  The  waters  then  might  swell  their  tides, 

The  billows  rage  and  roar; 
They  could  not  stave  th'  assaulted  sides, 
Nor  burst  the  batter'd  door 

4  So  souls,  that  into  Christ  believe, 

Quickened  by  vital  faith, 
Eternal  life  at  once  receive, 
.And  never  shall  see  death. 

5  In  his  own  heart  the  Christian  puts 

No  trust,  but  builds  his  hopes 
On  him  that  opes,  and  no  man  shuts, 
And  shuts,  and  no  man  opes. 


115  HYMN  76. 

6  In  Christ  his  ark  he  safely  rides, 
Not  wreck'd  by  death  or  sin, 
Hovr  it  is  he  so  fast   abides  ? 
The  Lord  has  shut  him  in. 

HYMN  76. 

Difference  and  Degrees  of  Faith- 

1  He  that  believeth  Christ,  the  Lord, 

Who  shed  for  man  his  blood, 
By  giving  credence  to  his  word, 

Exalts  the  truth  of  God. 
So  far  he's  right,  but  let  him  know, 
Further  than  this  he  must  not  go. 

2  He  that  believes  on  Jesus  Christ, 

Has  a  much  better  faith ; 
His  prophet  now  beeomes  his  priest, 

And  saves  him  by  his  death. 
By  Christ  he  finds  his  sins  forgiv'n 
.And  Christ  has  made  him  heir  of  heavn. 

3  But  he  that  into  Christ  believes, 

What  a  rich  faith  has  he  ! 
In  Christ  he  moves,  and  acts,  and  lives, 

From  self  and  bondage  free. 
He  had  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
For  Christ  and  he  are  now  but  one 

4  Till  we  attain  to  this  rich  faith* 

Tho'  iafe,  we  are  not  found  * 


116  HYMN  77. 

Tho*  we  are  sav'd  from  guilt  and  wrath, 

Perfection  is  not  found. 
Lord,  make  our  union  closer  yet, 
And  let  the  marriage  be  complete. 

HYMN  77. 

Thou  hast  guided  them,  in  thy  strength,  unto  thy 
holy  habitation.  Exod.  xv.  13. 

1     Mistaken  men  may  bawl 
Againsi  the  grace  of  God, 
And  threat  with  final  fall 
The  purchase  of  his  blood: 
But  tho'  they  own  the  Saviours  name, 
From  him  such  gospel  never  came. 

2  Shall  babes  in  Christ,  bereft 
Of  God's  rich  gift  of  faith 
Be  to  their  own  will  left, 
.4nd  sin  the  sin  to  death  ? 

Shall  any  child  of  God  be  lost, 
And  Satan  cheat  the  Holy  Ghost 

3  Dark  unbelief  and  pride, 
With  Pharisaic  zeal, 
We  lay  you  all  aside, 

'  And  trust  a  surer  seal. 

We  rest  our  souls  in  Jesu's  worth 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord. 

i     Led  forth  by  God's  free  grace. 
And  guided  in  his  power. 


117  HYMN  78. 

We  reach  his  ho!y  place, 

j?nd  live  for  evermore. 
'Twas  this  place  Moses  had  in  view  j 
Of  this  he  sang,  and  we  sing  too. 

HYMN  78. 

The  young  lions  do  lack,  and  suffer  hunger  :  But 
they  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  not  want  any  good 
thing.     Psalm  xxxiv    10. 

1  Ye  lambs  of  Christ's  fold, 

Ye  weaklings  in  faith, 
Who  long  to  lay  hold 

On  life  by  his  death : 
Who  fain  would  believe  him, 

And  in  your  best  room 
Would  gladly  receive  him, 

But  fear  to  presume : 

2  Remember  one  thing, 

(O !  may  it  sink  deep) 
Our  Shepherd  and  King 

Cares  much  for  his  sheep. 
To  trust  him  endeavor, 

The  work  is  his  own  ? 
He  makes  the  believer, 

.And  gives  him  his  crown. 

3  Those  feeble  desires, 

Those  wishes  so  weak, 
'Tis  Jesus  inspires, 
And  bids  jou  still  seek  . 


118  HYMN  78, 

1     His  Spirit  will  cherish 
The  life  he  first  gave; 
You  never  shall  perish, 
If  Jesus  can  save. 

Proud  lions,  that  boast 
When  lusty  and  young, 

Soon  find,  to  their  cost, 
Self-confidence  wrong  : 

Tormented  with  hunger 
They  feel  their  strength  vain, 

For  famine  is  stronger, 
And  gnaws  them  with  pain. 

5  But  lambs  are  preserv'd, 

Tho'  helpless  in  kind  ; 
When  lions  are  starv'd, 

They  nourishment  find. 
Their  Shepherd  upholds  them, 

When  faint,  in  his  arms, 
And  feeds  them,  and  folds  them, 

And  guards  them  from  harms. 

6  Tho'  sometimes,  we  see, 

The  case  is  not  thus ; 
Bad  shepherds  will  flee, 
Yet  what's  that  to  us? 
The  shepherd  that  chose  us 

Must  surely  be  good ; 
Who  rather  than  lose  us, 

Would  shed  his  heart's  blood. 


HYMN  79,  119 

7    Blest  soul,  that  can'st  say, 
"  Christ  only  I  seek  i" 
Wait  for  him  alway  ; 

Be  constant,  tho'  weak. 
The  Lord  whom  thou  seekest. 

Will  not  tarry  long, 
And  to  him  the  weakest 
Is  dear  as  the  strong. 

HYMN  79-o 

He  hath  covered  me  with  the  Robe  of  Rigtheous 
ness.  lsa.  Ixi.  10. 

1  Of  all  the  creatures  God  has  made 

There  is  but  man  alone, 
That  stands  in  need  to  be  array'd 
In  cov'rings  not  his  own, 

2  But  nature,  bears,  and  bulls,  and  swine? 

With  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 
Are  much  more  warm,  more  safe,  more  fine 
Than  man  their  fallen  king. 

3  Naked  and  weak,  we  want  a  screen 

But  when  with  clothes  we're  deckt. 
Nor  only  lies  our  shame  unseen, 
But  we  command  respect. 

4  Can  sinful  souls  then  stand  unclad 

Before  God's  burning  throne, 
,411  bare,  or  (what  is  quite  as  bad; 
Tn  cov'rings  oftheir  own  ? 


HYMN  80.  12# 

d  Rich  garments  must  be  worn  to  grace 
The  marriage  of  the  Lamb : 
Not  nasty  rags,  to  stink  the  place, 
Nor  nakedness  to  shame, 

6  Robes  of  imputed  righteousness 

Will  gain  us  God's  psteem  ; 
No  naked  pride,  no  fig-leaf  dress, 
How  fair  soe'er  it  seem. 

7  'Tis  calKd  a  Robe,  perhaps  to  mean, 

Man  has  by  nature  none  : 
It  grows  not  native  like  our  skin, 
But  is  by  faith  put  on. 

8  A  sinner  cloth'd  in  this  rich  vest. 

And  garments  wash'd  in  blood, 
Is  renderd  fit  with  Christ  to  feast, 
And  be  the  guest  of  God. 

HYMN  80. 
Free  Grace. 
1     Ye  children  of  God, 

By  faith  in  his  Son 
Redeem'd  by  his  blood, 

And  with  him  made  one, 
This  union  with  wonder 
And  rapture  be  seen, 
Which  nothing  shall  sunder, 
Without  or  within. 


HYMN  80.  *21 


I  This  pardon,  this  peace 

Which  none  can  destroy: 
This  treasure  of  grace, 

This  heavenly  joy, 
The  worthless  may  crave  it", 

It  always  comes  free — 
The  vilest  may  have  it, 

'Twas  given  to  me. 

3  Tis  not  for  good  deeds, 

Good  tempers  nor  frames; 
From  grace  it  proceeds, 

And  all  is  the  Lamb's. 
No  goodness,  no  fitness 

Expects  he  from  us  ; 
This  I  can  well  witness, 

For  none  can  be  worse. 

4  Sick  sinner  expect 

No  balm,  but  Christ's  blood 
Thy  own  works  reject, 

The  bad,  and  the  good, 
None  ever  miscarry 

That  on  him  rely, 
Tho'  filthy  as  Mary,* 

Manasseh,  or  I. 

*  Mary  Magdalene. 
10 


122  HYMN  81. 

HYMN  81 

Go<Ts  various  deali?igs  with  his  Children* 

1  How  bard  and  rugged  is  the  way 

(For  some  poor  pilgrim's  feet ! 
In  all  they  do,  or  think,  or  say, 
They  opposition  meet. 

2  Others  again  more  smoothly  go 

Securd  from  hurts  and  harms  ; 
Their  Saviour  leads  them  gently  through, 
Or  bears  them  in  his  arras, 

3  Faith  and  repentance  all  must  find : 

But  yet,  we  daily  see, 
They  differ  in  their  time,  and  kind, 
Duration  and  degree. 

4  Some  long  repent  and  late  believe — 

But  when  their  sin's  forgiv'n, 

A  clearer  passport  they  receive. 

And  walk  with  joy  to  Heav'n. 

5  Their  pardon  some  receive  at  first; 

j2nd  then,  compeli'd  to  fight, 
They  feel  their  latter  stages  worst; 
And  travel  much  by  night 

6  But  be  our  conflicts  short  or  long : 

This  commonly  is  true, 
That  wheresoever/a^A  is  strong, 
Repentance  is  so  too. 


HYMN  82.  123 

HYMN  82.     L.  P.  M. 

Dependence  on  Christ  alone. 
If  ever  it  could  come  to  pass, 

That  sheep  of  Christ  might  fall  away; 
My  fickle  feeble  soul,  alas! 

Would  fall  a  thousand  times  a  day. 
Were  not  thy  love  as  firm  as  free, 
Thou  soon  would'st  take  it,  Lord,  from  me. 

:  I  on  thy  promises  depend, 

(At  least,  I  to  depend  desire) 
That  thou  wilt  love  me  to  the  end  ; 

Be  with  me  in  temptation's  fire  : 
Wilt  for  me  work-  and  in  me  too ; 
And  guide  me  right,  and  bring  me  through. 

►  No  ether  stay  have  I  beside, 

If  these  can  alter,  I  must  fall ; 
I  look  to  thee,-  to  be  supply'd 

With  life,  with  will,  with  power,  with  all. 
Rich  souls  may  glor}'  in  their  store  ? 
But  Jesus  will  relieve  the  poor, 

HYMN  83.   7's. 
hi  that  day  there  shall  be  ajbuntain  opened  to  the 
house  of  David,  and  to  the  inhabitants  of  Jeru- 
salem, for  sin  and  for  uncleanness.  Zech.  xiii.  i. 

1  The  fountain  of  Christ 
Assist  me  to  sing, 


124  HYMN  83. 

The  blood  of  our  Priest, 
Our  crucify'd  King  ; 

Which  perfectly  cleanses 
From  sin  and  from  filth ; 

Jjad  richly  dispenses 
Salvation  and  health- 

2  This  fountain  so  dear 

He'll  freely  impart 
Unlock'd  by  the  spear, 

It  gush'd  from  his  heart. 
With  blood  and  with  water, 

The  first  to  atone, 
To  cleanse  us  the  latter  i 

The  fountain's  but  one. 

3  This  fountain  is  such 

(As  thousands  can  tell) 
The  moment  we  touch 

It's  streams,  we  are  well, 
All  waters  beside  them 

Are  full  of  the  curse 
For  all  that  have  try'd  them 

Swell,  rot,  and  grow  worse, 

4  This  fountain,  sick  soul, 

Recovers  thee  quite  ; 
Bathe  here,  and  be  whole; 

Wash  here,  and  be  white ; 
Whatever  diseases 

Or  dangers  befal, 


HYMN  83.  125 


The  fountain  of  Jesus 

Will  rid  thee  of  all. 
This  fountain  from  guilt 

Not  only  makes  pure, 
And  gives,  soon  as  felt, 

Infallible  cure ; 
But  if  guilt  remov'd 

Return,  and  remain, 
It's  pow'r  may  be  prov'd 

«/%ain  and  again. 
This  fountain  unseal'd 

Stands  open  for  all, 
That  long  to  be  heard, 

The  great  and  the  small  ; 
Heres  strength  for  the  weakly, 

That  hither  are  led  : 
Here's  health  for  the  sickly  * 

Here's  life  for  the  dead. 

This  fountain,  tho'  rich, 

From  charge  is  quite  clear; 
The  poorer  the  wretch 

The  welcomer  here, 
Come  needy,  come  guilty, 

Come  loathsome  and  bare  : 
You  can't  come  too  filthy — 

Come  just  as  you  are. 

This  fountain  in  vain 
Has  never  been  try'd  : 
16* 


126  HYMN  84. 

It  takes  out  all  stain 

Whenever  apply'd  : 
The  water  flows  sweetly 

With  virtue  divine, 
To  cleanse  souls  completely, 

Tho'  leprous  as  mine. 

HYMN  84.  L.  M. 

Christ  the  Christian's  only  help' 

1  Gracious  God,  thy  children  keep 
Jesus,  guide  thy  silly  sheep  : 
Fix,  oh  fix,  our  fickle  souls  ; 
Lord,  direct  us,  we  are  fools. 

2  Bid  us  in  thy  care  confide  ; 
Keep  us  near  thy  wounded  side, 
From  thee  let  us  never  stir  ; 

For  thou  know'st  how  soon  we  err. 

3  Lay  us  low  before  thy  feet, 
Safe  from  pride  and  self  conceit, 
Be  the  language  of  our  souls  ; 
"Lord,  protect  us  :  we  are  fools." 

4  We  are  fools ;  but  thou  art  wise, 
Son  of  David,  ope  our  eyes. 

Hold  thy  Lambs  secure  from  harms 
In  thy  everlasting  arms, 

5  Oh  !  defend  thy  purchas'd  flock, 
See'th5  insulting  Ishmaels  mock,, 


HYMN  85.  127 

Guard  us  from  a  world  of  sin  ; 
Foes  without,  and  worse  within 

6  Dang'rous  doctrines  from  without, 
Lies  and  errors  round  about ; 
From  within  a  treach'rous  neart, 
Prone  to  take  the  tempter's  part 

7  Look  upon  the'  unequal  war  ; 
Saviour  do  not  go  too  far. 
Crafty  is  the  foe,  and  strong ; 
Saviour  do  not  tarry  long. 

8  By  thy  word  we  fain  would  steer « 
Fain  thy  Spirit's  dictates  hear. 
Save  us  from  the  rocks  and  shelves  ? 
Save  us  chiefly  from  ourselves. 

9  Never,  never,  may  we  dare 
What  we're  not  to  say  we  are, 
Make  us  well  our  vileness  know 
Keep  us  very,  very  low. 

10  May  we  all  our  wills  resign, 
Quite  absorb'd  and  lost  in  thine, 
Let  us  walk  by  thy  right  rules . 
Lord,  instruct  us;  we  are  fools. 

HYMN  85. 

Saving  Faith. 
1  The  sinner  that  truly  believes, 
And  trusts  in  his  crucified  God, 


128  HYMN  86. 

His  justification  receives, 

Redemption  in  full  thro'  his  blood  : 
Tho'  thousands  and  thousands  of  foes 

Against  him  in  malice  unite, 
Their  rage  he  thro'  Christ  can  oppose, 

Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 

2  Not  all  the  delusions  of  sin 

Shall  ever  seduce  him  to  death: 
He  now  has  the  witness  within, 

United  to  Jesus  by  faith, 
This  faith  shall  eternally  fail, 

When  Jesus  shall  fall  from  his  throne  : 
For  hell  against  both  must  prevail; 

Since  Jesas  and  he  are  but  one, 

3  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

j3nd  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 
Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name  : 

The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is  ; 
A  principle  active  and  young, 

That  lives  under  pressure  and  load  ; 
That  makes  out  of  weakness  more  strong, 

j3nd  draws  the  soul  upwards  to  God. 

It  treads  on  the  world  and  on  hell, 
It  vanquishes  death  and  despair: 

And  (what  is  still  stranger  to  tell) 
It  overcomes  heaven  by  pray'r ; 

Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  dust 
With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend 


HYMN  86.  129 

To  hope  his  forgiveness  as  just, 
.And  look  for  his  love  to   the  end. 

5  It  says  to  the  mountains,  depart, 

That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul, 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  their  sore  consciences  whole  ; 
Bids  sins  of  a  crimson  like  dje 

Be  spotless  as  snow  and  as  white  ; 
•And  makes  such  a  sinner  as  I 

As  pure  as  an  angel  of  light. 

HYMN  86.     75s&6's, 

These  are  they  which  came  out  of  great    Tribula>- 
tion;  and  have  washed  their  Robes,  and  made 
them  white,  in  the  Blood  of  the  Lamb.  Rev.  xii,  i4r. 

1  Brethren,  those  who  come  to  bliss, 
Come  thro'  sore  temptations  : 

Let  us  all  rememb'ring  this, 
Pray  for  faith  and  patience. 

2  See  the  suff'ring  church  of  Christ, 
Gather' d  from  all  quarters : 

All  contain'd  in  that  red  list, 
Were  not  murder'd  martyrs. 

3  Saints  who  feel  the  load  of  sin 
Yet  come  off  victorious, 
Suffer  martyrdom  within," 
Tho'  it  seem  less  glorious. 


130  HYMN  3? 

4  Th'  Holy  Ghost  will  make  the  soul 
Feel  it's  sad  condition  ; 
For  the  sick  and  not  the  whole, 
Need  the  good  Physician. 

5  Of  that  mighty  multitude, 
Who  of  life  were  winners, 
This  we  safely  may  conclude, 
All  were  wretched  sinners. 

6  All  were  loathsome  in  God's  sight, 
Till  the  blood  tf  Jesus 
Wash'd  their  robes,  and  made  them  white 
Now  they  sing  his  praises. 

7  Ev'ry  kindred,  tongue,  and  tribe, 
From  their  tribulation 
Stand  ;  and  to  the  Lamb  ascribe  ? 
.#11  their  free  salvation. 

8  Let  us  likewise  laud  the  Lamb  . 
And  in  all  affliction, 
Count  our  case  with  theirs  the  same. 
Without  contradiction. 

HYMN  87.  C.  M. 

For  the  kingdom  of  God  is  not  in  word,  bat  in 

power,  i  Cor.  iv.  20. 
1  A  form  of  words,  tho'e'er  so  sound, 
Can  never  save  a  soul ; 
The  Holy  Ghost  must  give  the  wound, 
And  make  the  wounded  whole. 


HYMN  87.  131 

2  Though  God's  election  is  a  truth, 

Small  comfort  there  I  see, 
Till  I  am  told  by  God's  own  mouth, 
That  he  has  chosen  me. 

3  Sinners,  J  read,  are  justified 

By  faith  in  Jesus'  olood: 
But,  when  to  me  that  blood's  applied, 
'Tis  then  it  does  me  good. 

4  To  perseverance  I  agree, 

The  thing  to  me  is  clear; 
Because  the  Lord  has  promis'd  ?ne, 
That  1  shall  persevere. 

5  Imputed  righteousness  I  own 

A  doctrine  most  divine  ; 
For  Jesus  to  my  heart  makes  known 
That  all  his  merit's  mine. 

6  That  Christ  is  God,  I  can  avouch, 

And  for  his  people  cares: 
Since  I  have  pray'd  to  him  as  such, 
And  he  has  heard  my  pray'rs. 

7  That  sinners  black  as  hell,  by  Christ 

Are  sav'd,  I  know  full  well ; 
For  I  his  mercy  have  not  raiss'd, 
And  I  am  black  as  hell. 

8  Thus  Christians  glorify  the  Lord; 

His  spirit  joins  with  ours, 


132  HYMN  88. 

In  bearing  witness  to  his  word, 
With  all  its  saving  pow'rs. 

HYMN  88. 
Blessed  are  ihey  that  mourn  for  they  shall  be  com* 
forted.     Matth.  v.  4, 

1  Christ  is  the  friend  of  sinners  •• 

Be  that  forgotten  never. 
A  wounded  soul, 
And  not  a  whole, 
Becomes  a  true  believer. 
To  see  sin,  smarts  but  slightly ! 
To  own  with  lip-confession, 
Is  easier  still ; 
But  oh  !  to  feel, 
Cuts  deep  beyond  expression  : 

2  Trust  not  to  joyous  fancies, 
Light-hearts,  or  smooth  behaviour. 

Sinners  can  say 

(And  none  but  they) 
"  How  precious  is  the  Saviour !" 
Then  hail  ye  happy  mourners, 
How  blest  your  state  to  come  is  ! 

Ye  soon  will  meet 

With  comfort  sweet ; 
It  is  the  Lord's  own  promise. 

3  The  contrite  heart  and  broken, 
God  will  not  give  to  ruin. 

This  sacrifice 


HYMN  89.  133 

He'll  not  despise ; 
For  'tis  his  Spirit's  doing-. 
Then  hail  ye  happy  mourners, 
Who  pass  thro'  tribulation. 

Sin's  filth  and  guilt, 

Perceiv'd  and  felt, 
Make  known  God's  great  salvation, 

Dry  doctrine  cannot  save  us, 
Blind  zeal,  or  false  devotion. 
The  feeblest  pray'r, 

If  faith  be  there, 
Exceeds  all  empty  notion. 
Then  hail,  ye  happy  mourners  ; 
Ye  will  at  last  be  winners. 

By  Jesus'  blood, 

The  righteous  God 
Is  reconcil'd  to  sinners. 

HYMN  89.  S.  P.  M. 

The  spirit  that  dwelleth  in  us  lusteth  to  envy, 

James  iv.  5. 
What  tongue  can  fully  tell 

That  Christian's  grievous  load, 
Who  would  do  all  things  well, 
And  walk  the  ways  of  God  ; 

But  feels  within 

Foul  envy  lurk, 

And  lust,  and  work, 

Engend'ring  sin  ? 
11 


134  HYMN  90. 

2  Poor,  wretched,  worthless  worm*! 
In  what  sad  plight  I  stand  ! 
When  good  I  would  perform, 
Then  eyil  is  at  hand. 

My  leprous  soul 
Is  all  unclean, 
My  heart  obscene, 
My  nature  foul. 

3  To  trust  to  Christ  alone, 
By  thousand  dangers  scar'dt 
And  righteousness  have  none, 
Is  something  very  hard. 

Whate'er  men  say, 
The  needy  know 
It  must  be  so ; 
It  is  the  way. 

4  Thou  all  sufficient  Lamb, 
God  blest  for  evermore, 
We  glory  in  th\  name, 
For  thine  is  all  the  power. 

Stretch  forth  thy  hand. 
And  hold  us  fast ; 
Our  first  and  last, 
In  thee  we  stand. 

HYMN  90.     C.  P.  M. 

/  will  bear  the  indignation  of  the  Lord  because 
have  sinned  against  him.  Mic.  irii.  9. 

1  Come,  ye  backsliding  sons  of  God, 
(For  many  such  there  are) 


HYMN  91.  135 

Who  long  the  paths  of  sin  have  trod3 

Come,  cast  away  despair, 
Return  to  Jesus  Christ ;  and  see, 
There's  mercy  still  for  such  as  we. 

2  True,  we  cannot  pretend  to  much 

Of  usefulness  or  fruit  : 
But  yet  the  love  of  Christ  is  such, 

We  still  retain  the  root. 
Returning  prodigals  shall  find, 
Tho'  they  are  base,  their  Father's  kind, 

3  They  who  have  never  gone  astray, 

Since  first  the  Lord  they  knew, 
Walk  in  a  much  more  pleasant  way, 

While  we  our  folly  rue  : 
But  tho'  we  seem  to  differ  thus, 
They  can't  be  perfect  without  us, 

4  The  indignation  of  the  Lord 

A  while  we  will  endure  ; 
For  we  hare  sinn'd  againsr  his  word, 

But  still  his  grace  is  sure. 
'Tis  all  a  gift  :  let  no  man  boast :     • 
For  Jesus  came  to  save  the  lost. 

HYMN  91.     S.  M. 

I  am  the  Way,  and  the  Truth,  and  the  Life. 
John  xiv.  6. 

I  I  Aif,  saith  Christ,  the  way, 
Now  if  we  credit  Him, 


136  HYMN  92. 

All  other  paths  must  lead  astray, 
How  fair  soe'er  they  seem. 

2  I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  truth. 

Then  all  that  lacks  this  test 
Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth, 
Is  but  a  lie  at  best. 

3  I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  Life. 

Let  this  be  seen  by  faith, 
It  follows  without  further  strife. 
That  all  besides  is  death. 

4  If  what  those  words  aver, 

The  Holy  Ghost  apply  ; 
The  simplest  Christian  shall  not  eih'0 
Nor  be  deceived,  nor  die. 

HYMN     92.    L.  M. 

Love  not  the  World,  i  John  ii.  15* 

1  My  brethren,  why  these  anxious  fears, 

These  warm  pursuits,  and  eager  cares, 
For  earth,  and  all  its  gilded  toys  ? 

If  the  whole  world  you  could  possess, 
It  might  enchant ;  it  could  not  bless  : 

False  hopes,  vain  pleasures  and  light  joys'. 

2  Remember,  brethren,  whose  you  are  ; 
Whose  cause  you  own:  whose  name  you  bear, 

Is  it  not  his,  who  could  not  call 
His  own  (tho'  he  had  all  things  made  ) 
A  place  whereon  to  lay  his  head  ? 


HYMN  02.  137 

A  servant,  tho'  the  Lord  of  all. 

3  If  wealth,  or  honor,  power,  or  fame, 
Can  bring  you  nearer  to  the  Lamb, 

Then  follow  these  with  all  your  might : 
But  if  they  only  make  you  stray, 
And  draw  your  hearts  from  him  away : 

Raflect,  in  what  you  thus  delight. 

4  Jesus  hath  said  (who  surely  knew 
Much  better  what  we  ought  to  do, 

Than  we  can  e'er  pretend  to  see) 
"No  thought  e'en  for  the  morrow  take." 
And"  He  that  will  not,  for  my  sake, 

"  Relinquish  all's  unworthy  me, 

5  Let  no  vain  words  your  s©uls  deceive  ; 
Nor  Satan  tempt  you  to  believe 

The  world  and  God  can  hold  their  parts. 
True  Christians  long  for  Christ  alone. 
The  sacrifices  God  will  own, 

Are  broken,  not  divided,  hearts. 

6  Great  things  we  are  not  here  to  crave  ; 
But,  if  we  food  and  raiment  have, 

Should  learn  to  be  therewith  content; 
Into  the  world  we  nothing  brought, 
Nor  can  we  from  it  carry  ought : 

Then  walk  the  way  your  Master  went. 
11* 


133  HYMN  93. 

HYMN  93  C.  M. 

For  a  Public  Fast. 

1  Lord,  look  on  all  assembled  here, 

Who  in  thy  presence  stand, 
To  offer  up  united  pray'r 
For  this  our  sinful  land. 

2  Oft  have  we  each  in  private  pray'd 

Our  country  might  find  grace, 
Now  hear  the  same  petitions  made 
In  this  appointed  place. 

3  Or,  if  amongst  us  some  be  met, 

So  careless  of  their  sin 
They  have  not  cry'd  for  mercy  yetfl 
Lord,  let  them  now  begin. 

4  Thou  by  whose  death  poor  sinners  live, 

By  whom  their  pray'rs  succeed, 
Thy  Spir't  of  supplication  give, 
And  we  shall  pray  indeed. 

5  We  will  not  slack,  nor  give  thee  rest ; 

But  importune  thee  so, 
That,  till  we  shall  be  by  thee  blest, 
We  will  not  let  thee  go. 

6  Great  God  of  Hosts,  deliv'rance  bring 

Guide  those  that  hold  the  helm  ; 
Support  the  state,  preserve  the  king, 
*<2nd  spare  the  guilty  realm'. 


HYMN  94.  139 

7  Or  should  the  dread  decree  be  past, 

*4nd  we  must  feel  thy  rod  ; 
May  faith  and  patience  hold  us  fast 
To  our  correcting  God. 

8  Whatever  be  our  destin'd  case, 

Accept  us  in  thy  Son. 
Give  us  his  gospel  and  his  grace, 
And  then  thy  will  be  done. 

HYMN  94.  C   M. 

For  he  hath  made  him  to  be  sin  for  us,  who  knew  no 
sin  ;  that  we  might  be  made  the  Righteousness  of 
God  in  him.  2  Cor.  25. 

1  When  I,  by  faith,  my  Maker  see, 

In  weakness  and  distress, 
Brought  down  to  that  sad  state  for  me,^ 
Which  angels  can't  express ; 

2  When  that  great  God,  to  whom  I  go 

For  help,  amaz'd  I  view ; 
By  sin  and  sorrow  sunk  as  low 
As  I — and  lower  too  ; 

3  (For  all  our  sins  we  his  may  call, 

As  he  sustain'd  their  weight : 

How  huge  the  heavy  load  of  all, 

When  only  mine's  so  great !) 

4  Then,  ravish'd  with  the  rich  belief 

Of  such  a  love  as  this, 
I'm  lost  in  wonder,  melt  with  grief, 


140  HYMN  95. 

And  faint  beneath  the  bliss. 

5  Prostrate  I  fall,  asham'd  of  doubl, 

j3nd  worship  love  divine. 
Thus  may  I  always  be  devout ; 
Be  this  religion  mine. 

6  In  this  alone  I  can  confide  : 

Here's  righteousness  enough. 
What's  all  the  boast  of  nature's  pride  ! 
What  unsubstantial  stuff! 

7  Rounds  of  dead  service,  forms,  and  ways, 

Which  some  do  so  esteem, 
Compar'd  with  this  stupendous  gfrace, 
What  trivial  trash  they  seem  ? 

8  Lord,  help  a  worthless  worm,  so  weak 

He  can  do  nothing  good, 
May  all  I  act,  or  think,  or  speak, 
Be  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

HYMN  95.  C.  M. 

For  the  Law  was  given  by  Moses « but  Grace  and 
Truth  came  by  Jesus  Christ.  John  I.  17. 

1  Is  then  the  law  of  God  untrue, 
Which  he  by  Moses  gave  ? 
No  :  but  to  take  it  in  this  view, 
That  it  has  power  to  save. 


HYMN  96.  141 

2  Legal  obedience  were  complete, 

Could  we  the  law  fulfil ; 
But  no  man  ever  did  so  yet, 
And  no  man  ever  will. 

3  The  law  was  never  meant  to  give 

New  strength  to  man's  lost  race. 
We  cannot  act  before  we  live  ; 
And  life  proceeds  from  grace. 

4  But  grace  and  truth  by  Christ  are  given, 

To  him  must  Moses  bow, 
Grace  fits  the  new  born  soul  for  heaven,y 
And  truth  informs  us  how. 

5  By  Christ  we  enter  into  rest ; 

And  triumph  o'er  the  fall. 
Whoe'er  would  be  completely  blest, 
Must  trust  to  Christ  for  all. 

HYMN  96. 

Let  God  be  true^  but  every  man  a  liar,  Rom.  iii.  4. 

1  The  God  I  trust, 

Is  true  and  just, 
His  mercy  hath  no  end, 

Himself  hath  said, 

My  ransom's  paid  = 
And  I  on  him  depend. 

2  Then  why  so  sad, 

My  soul  ?  Tho'  bad, 


142  HYMN  97. 

Thou  hast  a  friend  that's  good : 

He  bought  thee  dear  ; 

(  Abandon  fear) 
He  bought  thee  with  his  blood  • 

3  So  rich  a  cost 
Can  ne'er  be  lost, 
Though  faith  be  tried  by  fire, 

Keep  Christ  in  view  : 

Let  God  be  true, 
And  ev'ry  man  a  liar. 

HYMN  97. 

Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus  Christ. 

1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity  join'd  with  pow'r. 
He  is  able,  he  is  able,  he  is  able, 

He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Ho!  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify : 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 

Ev'ry  grace  that  brings  us  nigh, 
Without  money,  without  money,  without  tno- 

Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy.  [ney, 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  : 
All  the  fitness  he  requiretb, 


HYMN  97.  143 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him. 
This  he  gives  you,  this  he  gives  you,  this  he 
gives  you  — 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Come  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall . 
If  ye  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all. 
Not  the  righteous,  not  the  righteous,  not  the 

righteous, 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  grov'ling  in  the  garden  ; 

Lol  your  Maker  prostrate  lies- 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him, 

Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies; 
It  is  finished  ;  it  is  finished  ;  it  is  finished 

Sinner,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

3  Lo!  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  • 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude. 
None  but  Jesus,  none  but  Jesus,  none  but  Je- 

Gan  do  helpless  sinners  good.  [sus, 

7  Saints  and  angel?  join'd  in  concert. 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah  !  hallelujah  !  hallelujah  ! 

Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same, 


144  HYMN  98. 

HYMN  98.  CM. 

And  ine  Lord  went  his  way,  as  soon  as  he  had  left 
communing  with  Abraham,  and  Abraham  re- 
turned unto  his  place.  Gen.  xviii.  33. 

1  Whew  Jesus  with  his  mighty  love 

Visits  my  troubled  breast, 
My  doubts  subside,  my  fears  remove, 
And  I'm  completely  blest. 

2  1  love  the  Lord  with  mind  and  heart, 

His  people  and  his  ways ; 
Envy,  and  pride,  and  lust  depart, 
And  all  his  works  I  praise. 

3  Nothing  but  Jesus  I  esteem ; 

My  soul  is  then  sincere  : 
And  ev'ry  thing  that's  dear  to  him, 
To  me  is  also  dear. 

4  But  ah  !  when  these  short  visits  end, 

Though  not  quite  left  alone, 
I  miss  the  presence  of  my  Friend, 
Like  one  whose  comfort's  gone. 

5  I  to  my  own  sad  place  return, 

My  wretched  state  to  feel . 
I  tire,  and  faint  and  mope,  and  mourn, 
And  am  but  barren  still. 

6  More  frequent  let  thy  visits  be. 


HYMN  100.  145 

Or  let  them  longer  last; 
I  can  do  nothing  without  thee, 
Make  haste,  my  God,  make  haste. 

HYMN  99.     C.  M. 

Son,  be.  of  good  cheer,  thy  sins  beforgiv.cA  thee. 
Matth.  ix.  2. 

1  How  high  a  privilege  'tis  to  know 

Our  sins  are  all  forgiv?n  ! 
To  bear  about  this  pledge  below, 
This  special  grant  of  heav'n  ! 

2  To  look  on  this,  when  sunk  in  fears  i 

While  each  repeated  sight 
Like  some  reviving  cordial  cheers, 
And  makes  temptations  light ! 

3  Oh  !  what  is  honor,  wealth,  or  mirth, 

To  this  well  grounded  peace! 
How  poor  are  all  the  goods  of  earth, 
To  such  a  gift  as  this! 

4  This  is  a  treasure  rich  indeed, 

Which  none  but  Christ  can  give  = 
Of  this  the  best  of  men  have  need — 
This  I,  the  worst,  receive- 

HYMN  100.  L.M. 

The  Same. 
1  Blessed  are  they  whose  guilt  is  gone, 

Whose  sins  are  wash'd  away  with  blood, 

it 


146  HYMN  101. 

Whose  hope  is  fixt  on  Christ  alone — 
Whom  Christ  hath  reconcil'd  to  God. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Iniquity  will  not  impute  ; 

Who  venturing  on  his  Saviour's  word. 
Of  faith  enjoys  the  peaceful  fruit. 

3  Tho'  trav'ling  thro'  this  vale  of  tears, 
He  many  a  sore  temptation  meets : 
The  Holy  Ghost  this  witness  bears, 
He  stands  in  Jesus  still  complete. 

4  The  pearl  of  price  no  works  can  claim; 
He  that  finds  this,  is  rich  indeed : 
This  pure  white  stone  contains  a  name, 
Which  none,  bwt  who  receives,  can  read. 

5  This  precious  gift,  this  bond  of  love, 
The  Lord  oft  gives  his  people  here  : 
But  what  we  all  shall  be  above, 
Doth  not,  my  brethren,  yet  appear. 

6  Yet  this  we  safely  may  believe, 
'Tis  what  no  words  ran  e'er  express  : 
What  saints  themselves  cannot  conceive, 
And  brightest  angels  can  but  guess. 

HYMN  101.  L.  M. 
Is  not  this  a  brand  plucked  out  of  the  fire. 
Zechariah.  iii.  2. 
1   Thus  saith  the  Lord  to  those  that  stand, 
.And  wait  to  hear  his  great  command ; 


HYMN  102.  147 

"  1  have  a  sinner  to  renew, 

*'  And  lo!  this  charge  I  give  to  you, 

1   "  Pull  his  polluted  garments  off, 

u  Here,  soul,  here's  rament  rich  enough- 

lc  Clothe  thee  with  rigteousness  divina, 

u  Not  creature's  righteousness,  but  mine.     - 

3  "  Satan,  avaunt —  stand  off,  ye  foes  j 
u  In  vain  ye  rail,  in  vain  oppose  : 

"  Your  cancell'd  claim  no  more  obtrude — 
"  He's  mine,  I  bought  him  with  my  blood. 

4  "  Sinner,  thou  stand's!  in  me  complete, 
"  Tho,  they  accuse  thee,  I  acquit  : 

<*  I  bore  for  thee  avenging  fire. 

"  jSnd  pluck'd  thee  burning  from  the  fire." 

HYMN     102.  L.  M. 

Condescend  to  men  of  low  estate,  Rom.  xii.16. 

1  To  you  who  stand  in  Christ  so  fast, 
Ye  know  your  faith  shall  ever  last : 
The  Lord  on  whom  that  faitk  depends, 
This  kind  important  message  sends. 

2  If  light  exulting  thoughts  arise, 
Your  weaker  brethren  to  despise, 
Rememfeer  all  to  me  are  dear, 

Who  most  is  favor'd  most  should  bear. 


i48  HYMN  103. 

3  If  strong1  thyself,  support  the  weak; 
If  well,  be  tender  to  the  sick  : 

To  babes  I  oft  reveal  my  mind, 

And  they  who  seek  my  face  shall  find. 

4  If  faith  be  strong  as  well  as  true, 
Then  strive  that  love  may  be  so  too  : 
Boast  not,  but  meek  and  lowly  be, 
The  humblest  soul  is  most  like  me. 

i>  Should  I,  displeas'd.  my  face  but  turn, 
Ye  sadly  would  your  folly  mourn  : 
Who  now  seem  best,  would  soon  be  worst . 
I  often  make  the  last  the  first. 

6  Encourage  souls  that  on  me  wait, 
And  stoop  to  those  of  low  estate  : 
Contempt,  or  slight,  I  can't  approve, 
Be  love  your  aim,  for  I  am  love. 

HYMN  103.  S.  M. 

0  wretched  man  that  I  am!  who  will  deliver 
me  from  the  body  of  this  death?  Rom.  vii.  24. 

1  How  sore  a  plague  is  sin, 

To  those  by  whom  ?ris  felt ! 
The  Christian  cries,  unclean,  unclean. 
Even  tho'  releas'd  from  guilt. 

2  O  wretched,  wretched  man  ! 

What  horrid  scenes  1  view  ! 

1  find,  alas  !  do  all  1  can, 

That  lean  nothing  do 


HYMN.  104.  149 

3  When  good  I  would  perform, 

Thro'  fear  of  shame  I  stop.- 
Corruption  rises,  like  a  storm, 
And  blasts  the  promis-d  crop. 

4  Of  peace  if  I'm  in  quest, 

Or  love  my  thought  engage, 
Envy  and  anger  in  aiy  breast 
That  moment  rise  and  rage. 

5  When  for  an  humble  mind 

To  God  I  pour  my  pray'r, 
I  look  into  my  heart,  and  find 
TTiat  pride  will  still  be  there. 

6  How  long  dear  Lord,  how  long 

Deliv'rance  must  I  seek  ; 
And  fight  with  foes  so  very  strong, 
Myself  so  very  weak? 

7  I'll  bear  th'  unequal  strife, 

And  wage  the  war  within; 
Since  death,  that  puts  an  end  to  life, 
Shall  put  an  end  to  sin. 

HYMN  104.     S.  M. 
/  thank  God  through  Jesus  Christ  our  Ldrd*  • 
Rom  vii.  25- 
1   7W  void  of  all  that's  good, 
And  very,  very  poor 

12* 


150  HYMN  105. 

Thro'  Christ  I  hope  to  be  renew'd, 
i#nd  live  for  evermore. 

2  I  view  my  own  bad  heart, 

j3nd  see  such  evils  there, 
The  sight  with  horror  makes  me  start, 
And  tempts  me  to  despair . 

3  Then  with  a  single  eye 

I  look  to  Christ  alone  ;    * 

And  on  his  righteousness  rely, 

Tho'  I  myself  have  none. 

4  By  virtue  of  his  blood 

The  Lord  declares  me  clean  ■ 
Thus  serves  my  mind  the  law  of  God, 
My  flesh  the  law  of  sin. 

HYMN  105.  CM. 

Thou  shalt  guide  me  by  thy  counsel. 
Psalm  lxxiii.  24. 

1   Whene'er  I  make  some  sudden  stop, 
(For  many  such  I  make  ) 
And  cannot  see  the  cloud  clear'd  up, 
Nor  know  which  path  to  take  : 

2  I  to  my  Saviour  speed  my  way, 
To  tell  my  dubious  state  : 
Then  listen  what  the  Lord  will  say, 
And  hope  to  follow  that. 


HYMN  106.  151 

3  If  Jesus  seem  to  hide  his  face, 

What  anxious  fears  I  feel  ! 
But  if  he  deign  to  whisper  peace, 
I'm  happy,  all  is  well. 

4  Confirm'd  by  one  soft  secret  word, 

I  seek  no  further  light  j 
But  walk,  depending  on  my  Lord, 
By  faith,  and  not  by  sight. 

5  Of  friends  and  counsellors  bereft, 

I  often  hear  him  say ; 
"  Decline  not  to  the  right  nor  left, 
"Go  on,  lo  here's  the  way." 

6  Weak  in  myself,  in  him  I'm  strong, 

His  Spirit's  voice  1  hear: 
The  way  I  walk  cannot  be  wrong, 
If  Jesus  be  but  there. 

7  He  is  my  helper  and  my  guide- 

I  trust  to  him  alone  : 
No  other  helps  have  I  beside, 
I  venture  all  on  one. 

HYMN  106-  C.  M. 

Blessed  be  ye  poor.  Luke  vi,  20. 

!  Lord,  when  I  hear  thy  children  talk, 
(And  I  believe  'tis  often. true  ) 
How  with  delight  thy  ways  they  walk,*, 
»?nd  gladly  thy  commandments  do. 


152  HYMM  106.. 

2  In  my  own  brenst  I  look  and  read 
Accounts  so  very  different  there, 
That,   had  I  not  thy  blood  to  plead, 
Each  sight  would  sink  me  to  despair. 

3  Needy,  and  naked,  and  unclean, 
Empty  of  good,  and  full  of  ill, 

A  lifeless  lump  of  loathsome  sin, 
Without  the  pow'r  to  act  or  will ! 

4  I  feel  my  fainting  spirits  droop, 

i.   My  wretched  leanness  I  deplore, 
'Tillgladden'd  with  a  gleam  of  hope 
From  this—4'-  The  Lord  has  blest  the  poor 

Then,  while  I  make  my  secret  moan, 
Upwards  I  cast  taj  eyes,  and  see, 
Tho'  I  have  nothing  of  my  own, 
My  treasure  is  immense  in  thee. 

6  Still  may  I  keep  thy  love  in  view, 
Lean  there,  nor  envy  those  that  run  : 
Still  tru«t  to —  not  what  I  can  do, 

UBut  what  thyself  hast  for  me  done. 

7  My  treasure  is  thy  precious  blood, 
Fix  there  my  heart,  and  for  the  rest, 
Under  thy  forming  hands,  my  God, 
'Give  me  that  frame  which  thou  lik'st  best. 


HYMN  10?.  ib.i 

HYMN  107.  G's&7-s. 

A  general  Admonition. 
i  Brethren,  why  toil  ye  thus  for  toys, 
And  reckon  trash  for  treasure  ; 
Call  gay  deceptions  solid  joys, 
Intoxication  pleasure? 

2  If  more  refin'd  amusements  please, 
As  knowledge,  arts  or  learning  : 
A  moment  puts  an  end  to  these, 

And  sometimes  short's  the  warning, 

3  What  balm  could  wretches  ever  tind 

In  wit  to  heal  affliction  ? 
Or  who  can  cure  a  troubled  mind, 
With  all  the  pomp  of  diction  ? 

4  Reflect,  what  trifles  ye  pursue 

So  anxious  and  so  heedful ; 
For  after  all  (  you'll  find  it  true  ) 
There  is  but  one  thing  needful. 

5  God  in  his  scriptures  to  reveal 

His  will  has  condescended  i 

What  there  is  said  he  will  fulfil, 

Tho'  man  may  be  offended. 

6  This  written  word  with  rev'rence  treat. 

Join  pray'r  with  each  inspection  ; 
And  be  not  wise  in  self  conceit, 
Tis  folly  to  perfection. 


154  HYMN  107. 

7  True  wisdon,  of  celestial  birth, 
Can  both  instruct  and  cherish. 
Other  attainments  of  earth, 

And  all  that's  earth, must  perish. 

£  The  chief  concern  of  fall'n  mankind 
Should  be  to  gain  God's  favor; 
What  safety  can  the  sinner  find, 
Before  he  find  a  Saviour? 

9  This  Saviour  must  be  one  that  can 

From  sin  and  death  release  us  ; 
Make  up  the  breach  'twixt  God  and  man, 
Which  none  can  do  but  Jesus. 

10  Jesus  is  judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

And  there  is  none  beside  him  : 
Whether  hispow'r  we  slight  or  dread, 
«4dore  him,  or  deride  him. 

11  Whate'er  we  judge  ourselves,  we  must, 

Or  stand,  or  fall  by  his  doom  : 
And  they  that  in  this  Jesus  trust, 
Have  found  eternal  wisdom 

12  Mercy,  and  love,  from  Jesus  felt, 

Can  heal  a  wounded  spirit; 
Mercy,  that  triumphs  over  guilt, 
And  love  that  seeks  no  merit. 

13  Then  kiss  the  Son,  for  from  his  wrath 

No  wisdom  can  deliver  • 


HYMN  108.  tSb 

Close  in  Christ  by  saving  faith, 
j3nd  God's  your  friend  for  ever 

HYMN  108.  C.  M. 

Because  thou  sayest  I  am  rich,  and  increased  with 

goods.    Revelation  iii.  17. 

1  What-  makes  mistaken  men  afraid 

Of  sov'reign  grace  to  preach? 
The  reason  is  (if  truth  be  said  ) 
Because  they  are  so  rich 

2  Why  so  offensive  in  their  eyes 

Doth  God's  election  seem  ? 
Because  they  think  themselves  so  wise 
That  they  have  chosen  him 

3  Of  perseverance  why  so  loth 

Are  some  to  speak  or  hear  ? 
Because,  as  masters  over  sloth, 
They  vow  to  persevere. 

4  Whence  is  imputed  righteousness, 

A  point  so  little  known  ? 
Because  men  think  they  all  possess 
Some  righteousness  their  own, 

5  Not  so  the  needy  helpless  soul 
Prefers  his  humble  pray'r  : 

He  looks  to  him  that  works  the  whole, 
And  sees  his  treasure  there. 


L^f  HYMN  109. 

G  His  language  is,  '4  Let?ne,  my  God; 
u  On  sovereign  grace  rely  ; 
tc  J2nd  own  'tis  free,  because  bestow'd 
"  On  one  so  vile  as  I. 

7  u  Election  !  'Tis  a  word  divine . 

"  For,  Lord,  I  plainly  see, 
u  Had  not  thy  choice  prevented  mine, 
M  I  ne'er  had  chosen  thee. 

8  "  For  persevering  strength  I've  none, 

"  But  would  on  this  depend, 
"  That  Jesus  having  lov^d  his  ozi'Tij 
"  He  lov'd  them  to  the  end. 

9  "Empty  and  bare  I  come  to  thee, 

"  For  righteousness  divine  : 
u  O  may  thy  matchless  merits  be. 
"  By  imputation  mine!'' 

10  Thus  differ  these,  yet  hoping  each 

To  make  salvation  sure 
Now  most  men  would  approve  the  rich 
But  Christ  has  blest  the  poor. 

HYMN  109. 

For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  4*c.  Matth. 
1   Ye  souJs  that  are  weak, 

And  helpless,  and  poor, 
Who  know  not  to  speak, 

Much  less  to  do  more, 
T.o  !  here's  a  foundation 


HYMN  109.  157 


For  comfort  and  peace  ; 
In  Christ  is  salvation, 
The  kingdom  is  his. 

2  With  pow'r  he  rules, 

And  wonders  performs ; 
Gives  conduct  to  fools, 

And  courage  to  worms, 
Beset  by  sore  evils 

Without  and  within, 
By  legions  of  devils, 

And  mountains  of  sin. 

3  Then  be  not  afraid, 

Jill  pow'r  is  giv'n 
To  Jesus  our  head, 

In  earth  and  in  heav'n, 
Thro'  him  we  shall  conquer 

The  mightiest  foes, 
Our  Captain  is  stronger 

Than  all  that  oppose, 

4  His  pow'r  from  above 

He'll  kindly  impart, 
So  free  is  his  love," 

So  tender  his  heart, 
Redeem'd  with  his  merit, 

We're  wash'd  in  his  blood 
Renew'd  by  his  Spirit, 

We've  pow'r  with  God, 

13 


158  HYMN  110. 

5  Thy  grace  we  adore, 

Director  divine, 
The  kingdom,  and  pow'r, 

j3nd  glory  are  thine, 
Preserve  U9  from  running 

On  rocks  or  on  shelves  ; 
From  foes  strong  and  cunning, 

Jlnd  most  from  ourselves. 

6  Reign  o'er  us  as  king ; 

Accomplish  thy  will, 
And  pow'rfullj  bring 

Us  forth  from  all  ill ; 
Till  falling  before  thee, 

We  laud  thy  lov'd  name, 
.Ascribing  the  glory 

To  God  and  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  110.  L.  M. 

Who  was  delivered  for  our  offences,  and'wasraist 
again  for  our  justification.  Rom.iv.  25, 

1  Jesus,  when  on  the  bloody  tree 

He  hung,  thro'  soul  and  body  pierc'd, 
(That  all  thingi  might  accomplished  be 
Contain'd  in  scipture)  said,  /  thirst, 

2  Hyssop,  the  plant  ordain'd  by  God, 
And  heid  by  Jews  in  high  esteem, 
Which  sprinkled  them  with  paschal  blood, 
Sharp  vinegar  conveyd  to  him. 


HYMN  111.  159 

5  This  done,  our  dear  our  dying  Lord, 
Exerts  his  short  expiring  breath  ; 
Utters  this  rich  important  word, 
Tt*  finish' 'd;  and  submits  to  death- 

*  Henceforth  an  end  is  put  to  sin, 
(The  important  word  implies  no  less) 
Now  for  believers  is  brought  in 
An  everlasting  righteousness. 

5  The  Son  of  God  and  man  has  died, 
Sinners  as  black  as  hell  to  save ; 
And,  that  they  might  be  justified, 
Is  ris'n  victorious  from  the  grave. 

>  In  heav'n  he  lives,  our  king,  our  priest, 
There  for  his  people  ever  pleads ; 
How  sure  is  our  salvation  !  Christ 
Died,  rose,  ascended,  intercedes. 

HYMN  111. 

For  he  shall  not  speak  of  himself,  John  xvi'13. 

i  Whatever  prompts  the  soul  to  pride, 
Or  gives  us  room  to  boast, 
(Except  in  Jesus  crucified) 
Is  not  the  Holy  Ghost. 

2  That  blessed  Spir't  omits  to  speak 
Of  what  himself  has  done ; 
And  bids  th'  enlighten'd  sinner  seek 
Salvation  in  the  Son. 


160  HYMN"  M2. 

3  He  seldom  moves  a  man  to  say, 

"  Thank  God  I'm  made  so  good;" 
But  turns  his  eye  another  way, 
To  Jesus  and  his  blood. 

4  Great  are  the  graces  he  confers 

But  all  in  Jesus'  name  i 
He  gladly  dictates,  gladly  hears, 
'•  Salvation  to  the  Lamb" 

HYMN  112. 
And  ye  are  complete  in  him.  Col.  ii.  10. 

1  When  is  it  Christians  all  agree, 

And  let  distinctions  fall? 
When,  nothing  in  themselves,  they  see 
ThatChristisallin  all. 

2  But  strife  and  diff'rence  will  subsist. 

While  men  will  something  seem. 
Let  them  but  singly  look  to  Christ, 
And  all  are  one  in  Him. 

3  The  infant  and  the  aged  Saint, 

The  worker,  and  the  weak  ; 
They  who  are  strong,  and  seldom  fain'. 
And  they  who  scarce  can  speak, 

4  Eternal  life's  the  gift  of  God, 

It  comes  thro'  Christ  alone. 
'Tils  his,  he  bought  it  with  his  blood; 
And  therefore  give  hisozm. 


HYMN  114.  161 

5  We  have  no  life,  no  power,  no  faitb, 
But  what  by  Christ  is  giv'n. 
We  all  deserve  eternal  death  : 
.And  thus  we  all  are  ev'n. 

HYMN  113. 
The  outcast  of  Israels 

1  Lord,  pity  outcasts  vile  and  base, 

The  poor  dependants  on  thy  grace, 
Whom  men  disturbers  call. 
By  sinners  and  by  saints  withstood, 
For  these  too  bad,  for  those  too  good 

Condemn'd  or  shunn'd  by  all. 

2  Tho'  faithful  .flbr'ham  us  reject, 
And  tho'  his  ransom'd  race,  elect, 

.Agree  to  give  us  up  ] 
Thou  art  our  Father,  and  thy  name 
From  everlasting  is  the  same? 

On  that  we  build  our  hope. 

HYMN  114. 
For  the  LoroVs  Supper.  20  Hymns ; 

1  The  king  of  heaven  a  feast  has  made, 
And  to  his  much  lov'd  friends, 
The  faint,  the  famish'd  and  the  sad, 
This  invitation  sends - 

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162  HYMN  114. 

2  "  Beggars,  approach  ray  royal  board, 

"  Furnish'd  with  all  that's  good  = 
"  Come,  sit  at  table  with  your  Lord, 
"  .And  eat  celestial  food. 

3  u  My  body  and  my  blood  receive, 

"  It  comes  entirely  free  ; 
"  I  ask  no  price  for  all  I  give  ; 
"  But  O,  remember  me. 

4  Lo!  at  thy  gracious  bidding,  Lord, 

Tho'  vile  and  base,  we  come  ; 
O,  speak  the  reconciling  word, 
^nd  welcome  wand'rers  home. 

5  Rich  winei  and  milk,  and  heavenly  meat, 

We  come  to  buy,  and  live, 
Since  nothing  is  the  price  that's  set, 
^nd  we  have  nought  to  give. 

6  Impart  to  all  thy  flock  below 

The  blessings  of  thy  death. 
On  ev'ry  begging  soul  bestow 
Thy  love,  thy  hope,  thy  faith. 

7  May  each,  with  strength  from  heav'n  endu'd. 

Say,  "  My  Beloved's  mine  : 
"  I  eat  his  flesh  and  drink  his  blood, 


In  signs  of  bread  and  wine. 


HYMN  115.  163 

HYMN  115. 

1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made  : 

Rejoice,  my  friends,  to  see 
His  royal  table  richly  spread 
For  such  vile  worms  as  we. 

2  Ye  beggars,  from  your  dunghills  rise, 

Cast  off  your  rags  of  shame, 
Open,  ye  blind,  your  long  clos'd  eyes  ; 
Jind  leap  for  joy,  ye  lame. 

3  Come,  and  with  regal  robes  be  clad, 

M  at  the  cost  of  Christ. 
Come,  ev'ry  one  a  king  be  made, 
And  ev'ry  one  a  priest. 

4  Welcome,  poor  sinner,  welcome  here, 

Leave  all  thy  cares  behind. 
Dismiss  thy  doubt,  cast  off  thy  fear  '• 
Give  reas'nings  to  the  wind. 

5  Believe  thy  God,  believe  his  word, 

His  Spirit,  and  his  Son. 
Only  believe  thy  dying  Lord, 
And  all  the  work  is  done. 

6  Come,  eat  his  flesh,  and  drink  his  blood, 

Make  all  his  merits  thine. 
Sure  as  thy  body  lives  on  food, 
And  feels  the  strength  of  wine. 


164  HYMN  116. 

HYMN  116.     S.  M. 

1  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 

Our  peace  is  made  with  heav'n  i 
The  Son  of  God  came  down  to  die, 
That  sin  might  be  forgiv'n. 

1      His  precious  blood  was  shed, 
His  body  bruis'd,  for  sin ; 
Remember  this  in  eating  bread, 
And  that  in  drinking  wine. 

3  Approach  his  royal  board, 
In  his  rich  garments  clad. 

Join  ev'ry  tongue  to  praise  the  Lord ; 
And  ev'ry  heart  be  glad. 

4  The  Father  gives  the  Son ; 
The  Son  his  flesh  and  blood 

The  Spir't  applies,  and  faith  puts  on 
The  righteousness  of  God. 

5  Sinners,  the  gift  receive, 
And  each  say,  u  I  am  chief : 

"  Thou  know'st,  0  Lord,  I  would  believe ; 
*  Oh!  help  my  unbelief." 

6  Lord,  help  us  from  above, 
The  power  is  all  thy  own, 

Faith  is  thy  gift,  and  hope,  and  love  ? 
For  of  ourselves  we've  none. 


HYMN  118.  166 

HYMN  117.  CM. 

1  Father  of  heav'n,  almighty  King, 

How  wond'rous  is  thy  love  ! 
That  worms  of  dust  thy  praise  should  sing, 
And  thou  their  songs  approve  ! 

2  Since  by  a  new  and  living  way 

Access  to  thee  isgiv'n, 
Poor  sinners  may  with  boldness  pray, 
And  earth  converse  with  heav'n. 

3  Give  each  some  token,  Lord,  for  good, 

./fad  send  the  Spirit  down, 
To  feed  us  with  celestial  food, 
The  body  of  thy  Son. 

4  The  feast  thou  hast  been  pleas'd  to  make, 

We  would  by  faith  receive  • 
That  all  that  come  their  part  may  take, 
And  all  that  take  may  live. 

h  Let  ev'ry  tongue  the  Father  own  : 
Who,  when,  we  all  were  lost, 
To  seek  and  save  us  sent  the  Son, 
.2nd  gives  the  Holy  Ghost. 

HYMN  118  CM. 

1  Lord,  who  can  hear  of  all  thy  woe, 
Thy  groans  and  dying  cries, 


166  HYMN  119. 

.And  not  feel  tears  of  sorrow  flow, 
•And  sighs  of  pity  rise  ? 

2  Much  harder  than  the  hardest  stone 

That  man's  hard  heart  must  be. 
~41as  !  dear  Lord,  with  shame  we  own, 
That  just  such  hearts  have  we. 

3  The  symbols  of  thy  flesh  and  blood 

Will  (as  they  have  been  oft) 

With  unrelenting  hearts  be  view'd 

Unless  thou  make  them  soft. 

4  Dissolve  these  rocks  call  forth  the  stream. 

Make  ev'ry  eye  a  sluice  : 
Let  none  be  slow  to  weep  for  him, 
Who  wept  so  much  for  U9. 

5  And  while  we  mourn,  and  sing,  and  pray. 

And  feed  on  bread  and  wine, 
Lord,  let  thy  quick'ning  Spir't  convey 
The  substance  with  the  sign. 

HYMN  119.  C   M. 

1  The  blest  memorials  of  thy  grief, 

Thy  sufFrings,  and  thy  death, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive  ; 
But  would  receive  with  faith. 

2  The  tokens  sent  us,  to  relieve 

Our  spirits  when  they  droop, 


HYMN  120.  167 

We  come,  dear  Savior,  to  receive  : 
But  would  receive  with  hope. 

3  The  pledges  thou  wast  pleas'd  to  leave, 

Our  mournful  minds  to  move, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive  ; 
But  would  receive  with  love. 

4  Here,  in  obedience  to  thy  word, 

We  take  the  bread  and  wine ; 
The  utmost  we  can  do,  dear  Lord, 
For  all  beyond  is  thine. 

5  Increase  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 

Lord,  give  us  all  that's  good, 
We  would  thy  full  salvation  prove, 
And  share  thy  flesh  and  blood. 

HYMN  120.  6's&8's. 

1  Join  ev'ry  tongue  to  sing 

The  mercies  of  the  Lord, 

The  love  of  Christ  our  King 

Let  ev'ry  heart  record. 
He  sav'd  us  from  the  wrath  of  God, 
And  paid  our  ransom  with  his  blood- 

2  What  wond'rous  grace  was  this  ? 
We  sinn'd,  and  Jesus  died  ; 

He  wrought  the  righteousness^ 
•And  we  were  justified. 


168  HYMN  121. 

We  ran  the  score  to  lengths  extreme  ; 
And  all  the  dtbt  was  charg'd  on  him. 

3      Hell  was  our  just  desert 
And  he  that  hell  endur'd. 
Guilt  broke  his  guiltless  heart, 
With  wrath  that  we  incurr'd. 

We  bruis'd  his  body,  spilt  his  blood ; 

Md  both  became  our  heav'nly  food. 

HYMN  121. 

1   Hail,  thou  Bridegroom  bruis'd  to  death ! 
Who  hast  the  wine  press  trod 
Of  th'  Almighty's  burning  wrath, 
Hail,  slaughtered  Lamb  of  God  ! 
Melt  our  hearts  with  love  like  thine, 
While  we  behold  thee  on  the  tree, 
Sweetly  mourning  o'er  each  sign, 
In  memory  of  thee, 

2  Hail,  thou  mighty  Saviour  !  blest 
Before  the  world  began 
In  the  eternal  Father's  breast 
Hai!,  Son  of  God  and  man  ! 
Thee  we  hymn  in  humble  strains. 
And  to  receive  we  all  agree 
These  blest  symbols  of  thy  pains 
In  memory  of  thee. 


HYMN.  122  169 

3  Break,  O  break  these  hearts  of  stone, 

By  some  endearing-  word. 
Jesus  come ;  may  ev'ry  one 

Behold  his  sufi'ring  Lord. 
Th'  Holy  Ghost  into  us  breathe 
Help  us  to  take,  from  doubtings  free 
These  dear  tokens  of  thy  death, 

In  memory  of  thee. 

4  Thou,  our  great  Melchisedec, 

Bring'st  forth  thy  bread  and  wine^ 
Thou  hast  wrought  out  (or  our  sake 

A  righteousness  divine, 
Send  thy  blessing  from  above. 
When  worms  partake,  such  worms  as  we, 
These  rich  pledges  of  thy  love 

In  memory  of  thee. 

HYMN  122.  L.  M. 

1  Oh  !  that  our  flinty  hearts  would  melt, 
While  to  remembrance,  Lord,  we  call 
Part  of  that  weight  which  thou  hast  felt  ; 
For  who  can  comprehend  it  all ! 

2  Ye  sinners,  while  these  symbols  dear 
Present  your  suffering  Lord  to  view, 
Drop  the  soft  tribute  of  a  tear; 

For  he  shed  many  a  tear  for  you. 

3  In  the  sad  garden,  on  the  wood, 
His  body  bruis'd,  from  ev'ry  part, 

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170  HYMN  123. 

Pour'd  on  the  ground  a  purple  flood, 
'Till  sorrow  broke  his  tender  heart. 

4  Lord,  while  we  thus  shew  forth  thy  death, 
O  send  thy  Spirit  from  above  : 
Help  us  to  feed  on  thee  by  faith ; 
And  sigh,  and  sing,  and  mourn,  and  love. 

HYMN  123.  S.  M. 

1  When  thro'  the  desert  vast, 

The  chosen  tribes  were  led. 
They  could  not  plough,  nor  till,  nor  sow 
Yet  never  wanted  bread. 

2  Ground  their  wand'ring  camp 

The  copious  manna  fell1 
Strew'd  on  the  ground,a  food  they  found', 
But  what,  they  could  not  tell. 

3  But  better  bread  by  far, 

Is  now  to  Christians  given  ; 
Poor  sinners  eat  immortal  meat, 
The  living  bread  from  heaven 

4  We  eat  the  flesh  of  Christ ; 

Who  is  the  bread  of  God. 
Their  food  was  coarse,  compar'd  with  ours 
Tho'  theirs  was  angels'  food. 


HYMN  125.  171- 

HYMN  124.  S.M. 

1  Lord,  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  babes  that  long  to  learn, 
Open  our  eyes  ;  and  make  us  wise. 
Thy  body  to  discern. 

2  '  jTis  by  thy  word  we  live, 

And  not  by  bread  alone  ; 
The  word  of  truth  from  thy  blest  mouth  ■ 
O,  maks  it  clearly  known.    . 

3  With  what  we  have  receiv'd 

Impart  thy  quick'ning  power, 
We  would  be  fed  with  living  bread,. 
.And  live  for  evermore. 

HYMN  125.  L.  M. 
1  Pity  a  helpless  sinner,  Lord, 
Who  would  believe  thy  gracious  word 
But  own  my  heart,  with  shame  and  grief, 
A  sink  of  sin  and  unbelief. 

Lord,  in  thy  house  I  read  there's  room  : 
^nd  vent'ring  hard  behold  I  come. 
But  can  there,  tell  me,  can  there  be, 
Among  thy  children  room  for  me. 

I  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine  : 
But  oh  !  my  soul  wants  more  than  sign. 
I  faint,  unless  I  feed  on  Thee, 
And  drink  thy  blood  as  shed  for  me. 


172  HYMN  126. 

4  For  sinners,  Lord  thou  cam'st  to  bleed 
And  I'm  a  sinner,  vile  indeed  ! 
Lord,  I  believe  thy  grace  is  free  ; 
0,  magnify  thy  grace  in  me. 

HYMN  126     C  M. 

1  The  tender  mercies  of  the  Lord 

On  those  that  fear  his  name, 
For  ev'ry  thankful  tongue  afford 
An  everlasting  theme. 

2  He  pities  all  that  feel  his  fear, 

When  wounded,  pain'd  or  weak1 
As  tender  mothers  grieve  t&  hear 
Their  infants  moan,  when  sick. 

3  He  to  the  needy  and  the  faint 

His  mighty  aid  makes  known  ; 
.And  when  their  languid  life  is  spent, 
Supplies  it  with  his  own. 

4  The  body  in  his  bounty  shares, 

Sustain'd  with  corn  and  wine : 
But  for  the  soul  himself  prepares 
A  banquet  more  divine. 

5  By  faith  received  his  flesh  and  blood 

Shall  life  eternal  give  : 
For  he  that  eats  immortal  food 
Immortally  must  live. 


HYMN  127.  173 

HYMN  127.    6's&8's. 

1  When  Jesus  undertook 
To  rescue  ruin'd  man, 

The  realms  of  bliss  forsook, 

And  to  relieve  us  ran  ; 
He  spar'd  no  pains,  declined  no  load, 
Resolv'd  to  buy  us  with  his  blood. 

2  No  harsh  commands  he  gave, 
No  hard  conditions  brought. 
He  came  to  seek  and  save, 
And  pardon  ev'ry  fault. 

Poor  trembling  sinners,  hear  his  call  ; 
They  come,  and  he  forgives  them  all. 

3  When  thus  we're  reconcil'd, 
He  sets  no  rig'rous  tasks. 
His  yoke  is  soft  and  mild  ; 
For  love  is  all  he  asks  ■ 

Ev'n  that  from  him  we  first  receive, 
For  well  he  knows  we've  none  to  give, 

4  This  pure  and  heav'nly  gift 
Within  our  hearts  to  move, 
The  dying  Saviour  left 
These  tokens  of  his  love  : 

Which  seem  to  say,     "While  this  ye  do; 
"  Remember  him  that  died  for  vou." 


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174  HYMM  128. 

HYMN  128.     C.  M.  D. 

1  That  doleful  night  before  his  death, 

The  Lamb  of  sinners  slain, 
Did  almost  with  his  latest  breath 

This  solemn  feast  ordain. 
To  keep  thy  feast,  Lord,  are  we  met ; 

j3nd  to  remember  Thee. 
Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, 

For  me,  he  died,  for  me. 

2  Thy  sufferings,  Lord,  each  sacred  sign 

To  our  remembrance  brings: 
We  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine  j 

But  think  on  nobler  things. 
O,  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame 

Each  heart  that  pants  to  Thee, 
To  sing   "  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb, 

"  The  Lamb  that  died  for  me."  Hal 

HYMN  129.     7's. 
1  Jesus,  once  for  sinners  slain,  Hal. 

From  the  dead  was  rais'd  again ; 
And  in  heaven  is  now  set  down 
With  his  Father  in  his  throne. 


2  Theie  he  reigns  a  King  supreme 
We  shall  also  reign  with  Kim. 
Feeble  souls,  be  not  dismay'd; 
Trust  in  his  almighty  aid. 


HYMN  130.  175 

3  He  has  made  an  end  of  sin, 

And  his  blood  hath  wash'd  us  clean. 

Fear  not,  he  is  ever  near : 

Now,  even  now,  he's  with  us  here. 

4  Thus  assembling  we,  by  faith, 
Till  he  come,  shew  forth  his  death. 
Of  his  body  bread's  the  sign : 

And  we  drink  his  blood  in  wine. 

5  Bread  thus  broken  aptly  shews 
How  his  body  God  did  bruise  : 
When  the  grape's  rich  blood  we  see, 
Lord,  we  then  remember  Thee. 

6  Saints  on  earth,  with  saints  above, 
Celebrate  his  dying  lave. 

And  let  ev'ry  ransom'd  soul 
Sound  his  praise  from  pole  to  pole. 

HYMN  130.     S.  M. 
1       The  God,  that  first  us  chose, 
Th'  eternal  Father  praise. 
What  wondrous  bounties  he  bestows! 
And  by  what  wondrous  ways  ! 


His  creatures  all  are  fill'd, 
By  him  with  proper  food : 
But  O  !  he  gives  to  ev'ry  child 
His  Son's  own  flesh  and  blood. 


176  HYMN   131. 

3  Here  hungry  souls  appear, 
And  eat  celestial  bread. 

The  needy  beggar  banquets  here. 
With  royal  dainties  fed. 

4  Here  thirsty  souls  approach, 
./tad  drink  immortal  wine. 

The  entertainment  is  for  such, 
Prepar'd  by  grace  divine. 

5  God  bids  us  bring  no  price9 
The  feast  is  furnish'd  free  : 

His  bounteous  hand  the  poor  supplies, 
And  who  more  poor  than  we  ? 

6  His  Spirit  from  above 
Our  Father  sends  us  down  : 

And  looks  with  everlasting  love 
On  all  that  love  the  Son. 

HYMN  131.  C  M. 

Before  Preaching. 

1  Once  more  we  come  before  our  God, 

Once  more  his  blessing  ask, 
O  may  not  duty  seem  a  load  ! 
Nor  worship  prove  a  task. 

2  Father,  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  send 

From  heaven  in  Jesus'  name, 
To  make  our  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 


HYMN  132.  177 

3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart ; 
Hoard  up  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

4  To  seek  thee  all  our  hearts  dispose, 

To  each  thy  blessings  suit. 
.And  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows 
Produce  a  copious  fruit. 

5  Bid  the  refreshing  north  wind  wake ; 

Say  to  the  south  wind  blow ; 
Let  every  plant  the  power  partake, 
And  all  the  garden  grow. 

6  Revive  the  parch'd  with  heav'nly  show'rs 

The  cold  with  warmth  divine. 
.And  as  the  benefit  is  ours, 
Be  all  the  glory  thine. 

HYMN  132.     L.M. 

The  fear  of  the  Lord.  2  Hymns* 

1  Happy  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
They  from  the  paths  of  sin  depart, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  word, 
And  hide  it  deep  within  the  heart. 

2  They  in  his  mercy  hope,  thro'  grace  ;  f 
Revere  his  judgments,  not  contemn. 

In  pleasing  him  their  pleasuie's  plac'd  ' 
And  his  delight  is  plac'd  in  them. 


178  HYMN  133. 

3  This  fear,  a  rich  and  endless  store, 
Preserves  the  soul  from  pois'nous  pride, 
The  heart  that  wants  this  fear  is  poor, 
Whatever  it  possess  beside. 

4  This  treasure  was  by  Christ  possest. 
In  this  his  understanding  stood. 

And  ev'ry  one  that's  with  it  blest, 
Has  free  redemption  in  his  blood. 

HYMN     133.  S.  M. 
1   The  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

In  ev'ry  state  are  blest. 
The  Lord  will  grant  whate'er  they  want, 

Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  rest, 

&  His  secrets  they  shall  share  ; 

His  covenant  shall  learn : 
Guided  by  grace,  shall  walk  his  ways, 

And  heavenly  truth  discern. 

3  He  pities  all  their  griefs  ; 
When  sinking,  makes  them  swim. 

He  dries  their  tears,  relieves  their  fears; 
And  bids  them  trust  in  him. 

4  In  his  remembrance-book, 
The  Saviour  sets  them  down, 

Accounting  each  a  jewel  rich  ; 
And  calls  them  all  his  own. 


HYMN  134.  179 


$  This  fear's  the  Spirit  of  faith . 

.And  confidence  that's  strong  ; 
An  unctuous  light  to  all  that's  right, 

A  bar  to  ali  that's  wrong. 

6  It  gives  religion  life 

To  warm  as  well  as  light ; 
Makes  mercy  sweet,  salvation  great, 

And  all  God's  judgments  right. 

HYMN  134.      S.  M. 

/  will  sing  of  mercy  and  of  judgment 
Pslam  ci.  i. 

1  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  we  praise  ; 
Of  judgment  too  we  sing  • 

For  all  the  riches  of  thy  grace, 
Our  grateful  tribute  bring. 

2  Mercy  may  justly  claim 

A  sinner's  thankful  voice  ; 
j2nd  judgment  joining  in  the  theme, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice, 

3  Thy  mercies  bids  us  trust ; 
Thy  judgments  strike  with  awe  : 

We  fear  the  last,  we  bless  the  first 
Ani  love  thy  righteous  law. 

4  Who  can  thy  acts  express  ? 
Or  trace  thy  wondrous  ways? 


180  HYMN  153. 

How  glorious  is  thy  holiness  ! 
How  terrible  thy  praise  ! 

5  Thy  goodness  how  immense 
To  those  that  fear  thy  name  ! 

Thy  love  surpasses  thought  or  sense 
And  always  is  the  same. 

6  Thy  judgments  are  too  deep 
For  reason's  line  to  sound. 

Thy  tender  mercies  to  thy  sheep 
No  bottom  know,  nor  bound 

HYMN  135.    S.  M.  D. 

Character  and  offices  of  Christ. 

1  Christ  is  the  eternal  Rock, 

On  which  his  church  is  built; 
The  Shepherd  of  his  little  flock; 

The  Lamb  that  took  our  guilt ; 
Our  Counsellor ;  our  Guide  ; 

Our  Brother,  and  our  Friend; 
The  Bridegroom  of  his- chosen  bride, 

Who  loyes  her  to  the  end. 

2  He  is  the  Son  to  free  ; 

The  Bishop  he  to  bless : 
The  full  Propitiation  he; 

The  Lord  our  Righteousness. 
His  body's  glorious  Head, 

Our  Advocate  that  pleads^ 


HYMN  135.  181 

Our  Priest  that  pray'd,  aton'd,  and  bled, 
And  ever  intercedes. 

Let  all  obedient  souls 

Their  grateful  tribute  bring  ; 
Submit  to  Jesu's  righteous  rules, 

And  bow  before  their  King. 
Our  Prophet  Christ  expounds 

His  and  our  Father's  will. 
This  good  Physician  cures  our  wounds, 

With  tenderness  and  skill. 

When  sin  had  sadly  made 

'Twixt  wrath  and  mercy  strife, 
Our  dear  Redeemer  dearly  paid 

Our  ransom  with  his  life. 
Faith  gives  the  full  release  : 

Our  Surety  for  us  stood  : 
The  Mediator  made  the  peace, 

And  sign'd  it  with  his  blood. 

Soldiers,  your  Captain  own. 

Domestics,  serve  your  Lord. 
Sinners,  the  Saviour's  love  make  known ; 

Saints,  hymn  th'  incarnate  Word  : 
The  Witness  sure  and  true 

Of  God's  good  will  to  men, 
The  Alpha  and  th'  Omega  too, 

The  first  and  last  Amen. 

Poor  pilgrims  shall  not  stray, 
Who  frighted,  flee  from  wrath 
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182  HYMN  186. 

A  bleeding  Jesus  is  the  Way, 
And  blood  tracks  all  the  path. 

Christians  in  Christ  obtain 

The  Truth  that  can't  deceive. 

And  never  shall  they  die  again, 
Who  in  the  Life  believe. 

HYMN  136.  C.  M.  D. 
Praise  for  creatioti  and  redemption. 

1  While  heavenly  hosts  their  anthems  sing. 

In  realms  above  the  sky, 
Let  worms  of  earth  their  tribute  bring, 

And  laud  the  Lord  most  high. 
In  thankful  notes  your  voices  raise, 

Ye  ransom'd  of  the  Lord  : 
And  sing  the  eternal  Father's  praise. 

The  God  by  all  ador'd. 

2  All  creatures  to  his  bounty  owe 

Their  being  and  their  breath  ; 
But  greatest  gratitude  should  flow 

In  men  redeem'd  from  death. 
His  only  Son  he  deign'd  to  give  ; 

(What  love  this  gift  declares  !) 
And  all  that  in  the  Son  believe, 

Eternal  life  is  theirs. 


HYMN  137.  183 

HYMN  137. 
Put  on  the  whole  armour  of  God.  Eph.  vi. 

1  Gird  thy  loins  up,  Christian  soldier, 

Lo  thy  Captain  calls  thee  out ' 
Let  the  danger  make  thee  bolder  • 

War  in  weakness,  dare  in  doubt. 
Buckle  on  thy  heavenly  armour : 
«.     Patch  up  no  inglorious  peace : 
Let  thy  courage  wax  the  warmer, 

As  thy  foes  and  fears  increase. 

2  Bind  thy  golden  girdle  round  thee, 

Truth  to  keep  thee  firm  and  right  •. 
Never  shall  thy  foe  confound  thee, 

While  the  truth  maintains  thy  fight. 
Righteousness  within  thee  rooted, 

May  appear  to  take  thy  part  : 
But  let  righteousness  imputed 

Be  the  breast-plate  of  thy  heart. 

3  Shod  with  gospel-preparation, 

In  the  paths  of  promise  tread. 
Let  the  hope  of  free  salvation, 

As  an  helmet,  guard  thy  head. 
When  beset  with  various  evils, 

Wield  the  Spirit's  two-edg'd  sword  : 
Cut  thy  way  through  hosts  of  devils 

While  they  fall  before  the  word. 


184  HYMN  138. 

4  But  when  dangers  closer  threaten, 

And  thy  soul  draws  near  to  death ; 
When  assaulted  sore  by  Satan, 

Then  object  the  shield  of  faith  j 
Fiery  darts  of  fierce  temptations, 

Intercepted  by  thy  God, 
There  shall  lose  their  force  in  patience. 

Sheath'd  in  love,  and  quench'd  in  blood. 

5  Though  to  speak  thou  be  not  able, 

Always  pray,  and  never  rest. 
Prayer's  a  weapon  for  the  feeble  s 

Weakest  souls  can  wield  it  best. 
Ever  on  thy  Captain  calling, 

Make  thy  worst  condition  known. 
He  shall  hold  thee  up  when  falling  • 

Or  shall  lift  thee  up  when  down. 

HYMN  138.    L.  P.  M. 
Desertion, 

1  Deep  in  a  cold  a  joyless  cell, 

A  doleful  gulph  of  gloomy  care  ! 
Where  dismal  doubts  and  darkuess  dwell. 

The  dangerous  brink  of  black  despair1 
Chill'd  by  the  icy  damps  of  death, 
I  feel  no  firm  support  of  faith. 

2  How  can  a  burden'd  cripple  rise  ? 

How  can  a  fetter'd  captive  flee  ? 


HYMN  139.  185 

Ah  !  Lord,  direct  my  wishful  eyes; 

And  let  me  look,  at  least,  to  thee. 
Alas  !  my  sinking  spirits  droop. 
I  scarce  perceive  a  glimpse  of  hope. 

3  Extend  thy  mercy,  gracious  God, 

Thy  quick'ning  Spirt  vouchsafe  to  send 
Apply  thy  reconciling  blood, 

And  kindly  call  thy  foe  thy  friend 
Or  if  rich  cordials  thou  deny, 
Let  patience  comfort's  place  supply. 

I  Let  hope  survive,  tho'  dampt  by  doubt, 
Do  thou  defend  my  shatter'd  shield. 

Oh  '  let  me  never  quite  give  out 
Help  me  to  keep  the  bloody  field. 

Lord,  look  upon  th'  unequal  strife. 

Delay  not,  lest  I  lose  my  life. 

HYMN  139.   M.  C. 

Christs  Resurrection'  4  Hymns. 

1  See  from  the  dungeon  of  the  dead 

Our  great  deliv'rer  rise  ; 
While  conquest  wreaths  his  heavenly  head. 
And  glory  glads  his  eyes. 

2  The  struggling  Hero,  strong  to  save, 

Did  all  our  miseries  bear 
Down  to  the  chambers  of  the  dead, 
^nd  left  the  burden  there. 
15* 


186  HYMN  140. 

4  See,  how  the  well  pleas'd  angel  rolls 
The  stone  ;  and  opes  the  pris'n. 
Lift  up  your  heads  ye  sin  sick  souls, 
And  sing,  The  Lord  is  ris^n. 

4  No  more  indictments  justice  draws, 

It  sets  the  soul  at  large, 
Our  surety  undertook  the  cause; 
.And faith'*  a  full  discharge. 

5  To  save  us,  our  Redeemer  died ; 

T©  justify|is,  ros^f 
Where's  the  condemning  power  beside 
Has  right  to  interpose  ? 

6  The  Lord  is  ris'n,  thou  trembling  soul 

Let  fears  no  more  confound, 
Let  heaven  and  earth  from  pole  to  pole 
The  Lord  is  ris'n  resound. 

HYMN  140    L.  M. 

1  Believer,  lift  thy  drooping  head  ; 
Thy  Saviour  has  the  vict'ry  gain'd 
See  all  thy  foes  in  triumph  led, 
And  everlasting  life  obtain'd. 

2  God  from  the  grave  has  rais'd  his  Son, 
The  powers  of  darkness  are  despoil'd, 
Justice  declares  the  work  is  done, 
«imd  God  and  man  are  reconcil'd. 


HYMN  141  187 

3  Lo  !  the  Redeemer  leaves  the  tomb  ; 
See  the  triumphant  hero  rise  ; 

His  mighty  arms  their  strength  resume  ; 
.And  conquest  sparkles  in  his  eyes. 

4  Death  his  death's  wound  has  now  received. 
An  end  of  sin's  entirely  made  ; 
Prisoners  of  hope  are  quite  repriev'd,  | 
.And  all  the  dreadful  debt  is  paid. 

5  Christians,  for  whom  the  Lord  was  slain. 
Give  hitn  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 

Let  sin  no  longer  in  you  reign, 
But  dedicate  your  souls  to  God. 

0  Earth's  empty  toys  no  more  esteem : 
Your  minds  from  worldly  things  remove, 
Let  your  affections  rise  with  him, 

^3nd  set  your  hearts  on  things  above, 

HYMN  141. 

1  Christians,  dismiss  your  fear  i 

Let  hope  and  joy  succeed, 
The  great  good  news  with  gladness  hear, 

The  Lord  is  ris^n  indeed. 
The  shades  of  death  withdrawn, 

His  eyes  their  beams  display  ■ 
So  wakes  the  sun  when  rosy  dawn 

Unbars  the  gates  of  day. 


188  HYMN  .141. 

2  The  promise  is  fulfill'd, 

Salvation's  work  is  done. 

Justice  with  mercy's    reconcil'd  » 
And  God  has  rais'd  his  Son, 
He  quits  the  dark  abode, 
From  all  corruption  free, 

The  holy,  harmless  child  of  God 
Could  no  corruption  see. 

3  Angels  with  saints  above 

The  rising  Victor  sing: 
.And  all  the  blissful  seats  of  love 

With  loud  hosannas  ring. 

Ye  pilgrims  too  below, 

Your  hearts  and  voices  raise. 
Let  every  breast  with  gladness  glow 

j9nd  ev'ry  mouth  sing  praise. 

4  My  soul,  thy  Saviour  laud  ; 

Who  all  thy  sorrows  bore. 
Who  died  for  sin;  but  lives  to  God  ■ 

Jnd  lives  to  die  no  more. 

His  death  procur'd  thy  peace. 

His  resurrections  thine, 
Believe  :  receive,  the  full  release 

'Tis  sign'd  with  blood  divine. 


HYMN  142.  ISO 

HYMN  142.    L.  M. 

Christ's  Ascention.     2  Hymns. 

1  Now  for  a  theme  of  thankful  praise, 

To  tune  the  stamm'rer's  tongue  : 
Christians,  your  hearts  and  voices  raise, 
And  join  the  joyful  song. 

2  The  Lord's  ascended  up  on  high, 

Deck'd  with  resplendent  wounds, 
While  shouts  of  vict'ry  rend  the  sky, 
And  heav'n  with  joy  resounds. 

3  See  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

Thro'  all  the  etherial  plains, 
The  pow'rs  of  darkness  captive  led, 
The  Dragon  dragg'd  in  chains. 

4  Ye  eternal  gates  your  leaves  unfold, 

Receive  the  conqu'ring  King  ; 
Ye  angels,  strike  your  harps  of  gold. 
.#nd  saints  triumphant  sing. 

6  Sinners,  rejoice,  he  died  for  you  ; 
For  you  prepares  a  place  ; 
Sends  down  his  spirit  to  guide  you  thro', 
With  ev'ry  gift  and  grace. 

6  His  blood  which  did  your  sins  atone, 
For  your  salvation  pleads ; 
And  seated  on  his  Father's  throne, 
He  reigns,  and  intercedes. 


190  HYMN  143. 

HYMN  143.     T&  &  6's. 

1  Jesus,  our  triumphant  head, 
Ris'n  victorious  from  the  dead, 
To  the  realms  of  glory's  gone, 
To  ascend  his  rightful  throne. 

2  Cherubs  on  the  conqu'ror  gaze. 
Seraphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze. 
Each  bright  order  of  the  sky, 
Hail  him,  as  he  passes  by. 

3  Saints  the  glorious  triumph  meet; 
See  their  enemies  at  his  feet. 

By  his  scars  his  toils  are  viewVl, 
And  his  garments  roll'd  in  blood. 

4  Heav'n  its  King  congratulates; 
Opens  wide  her  golden  gates. 
Angels  songs  of  vicfry  sing ; 
All  the  blissful  regions  ring. 

5  Sinners,  join  the  heav'nly  pow'rs  • 
For  redemption  all  is  ours. 
None  but  burden'd  sinners  prove 
Blood-bought  pardon,  dying  love, 

6  Hail,  thou  dear,  thou  worthy  Lord  : 
Holy  Lamb,  incarnate.  Word  ! 
Hail,  thou  suff'ring  Son  of  God  ! 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood 


HYMN  144.  101 

HYMN  144. 

True  and  False  Faith. 
Faith's  a  convincing  proof, 
A  substance  sound  and  sure, 
That  keeps  the  soul  secur'd  enough,     , 
But  makes  it  not  secure. 

Notion's  the  harlot's  test, 
By  which  the  truth's  revil'd  • 
The  child  of  fancy  finely  drest. 
But  not  the  living  child. 

Faith  is  by  knowledge  fed, 
And  with  obedience  mixt : 
Notion  is  empty,  cold,  and  dead, 
And  fancy's  never  fixt. 

True  faith's  the  life  of  God, 
Deep  in  the  heart  it  lies: 
It  lives,  and  labors  under  load, 
Tho'  dampt,  it  never  dies. 

A  weak'ning,  empty  grace, 
That  makes  us  strong  and  full ; 
False  faith,  tho'  stout  and  full  in  face, 
Weakens  and  starves  the  soul. 

Opinions  in  the  head 
True  faitn  as  far  excels, 
•4s  body  differs  from  a  shade, 
Or  kernels  from  the  shells. 


192  HYMN  145. 

7  To  see  good  bread  or  wine 
Is  not  to  eat  or  drink  : 

So  some,  who  hear  the  word  divine, 
Do  not  believe,  but  think, 

8  True  faith  refines  the  heart, 
And  purifies  with  blood  ; 

Takes  the  whole  gospel,  not  a  part. 
And  holds  the  fear  of  God. 

HYMN  145.     L.  M. 

Sickness.     2  Hyms. 

1  Lord,  hear  a  restless  wretch's  groans, 
To  thee  my  soul  in  secret  moans : 
My  body's  weak,  my  heart's  unclean. 
I  pine  with  sickness  and  with  sin. 

2  My  strength  decays,  my  spirits  droop, 
Bow'd  down  with  guilt  1  can't  look  up  ; 
I  lose  my  life,  I  lose  my  soul, 
Except  thy  mercy  makes  me  whole. 

3  Thou  J;now'st  what 'tis,  Lord,  to  be  sick, 
And,  tho'  almighty,  hast  been  weak : 
Sin  thou  hast  none,  and  yet  didst  die 
For  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I. 

4  Sin's  rankling  sores  my  soul  corrode  ; 
Oh  !  heal  them  with  thy  balmy  blood; 
And  if  thou  dost  my  health  restore, 
Lord,  let  me  ne'er  offend^thee  more. 


HYMN  146.  193 

S  Or  ifl  never  more  must  rise, 

But  death's  cold  hand  must  close  my  eyes, 
Pardon  my  sins,  and  take  me  home, 
O  come,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come. 

HYMN  146.     L.  M. 

1  When  pining  sickness  wastes  the  frame, 
Acute  disease,  or  tiring  pain: 

When  life  fast  spends  her  feeble  flame, 
And  all  the  help  of  man  proves  vain  : 

2  Joyless  and  flat  all  things  appear : 
The  spir'ls  are  languid,  thin  the  flesh  ; 
Med'cines  can't  ease,  nor  cordials  cheer, 
Nor  food  support,  nor  sleep  refresh  : 

3  Then,  then  to  have  recourse  to  God ; 
To  pour  a  prayr  in  time  of  need  • 
And  feel  the  balm  of  Jesus'  blood — 
This  is  to  find  a  friend  indeed. 

4  And  this,  O  Christian,  is  thy  lot, 
Who  cleav'st  to  the  Lord  by  faith. 
He'll  never  leave  thee  (doubt  it  not)     - 
In  pain,  in  sickness,  or  in  death. 

5  When  flesh  decays,  and  heart  thus  fails, 
He  shall  thy  strength  and  portion  be  : 
Shall  take  thy  weakness,  bear  thy  ails  ; 
And  softly  whisper,  "  trust  in  Me." 

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194  HYMN    147. 

6  Himself  shall  be  thy  helping  friend; 
Thy  good  physician,  nay,  thy  nurse . 
To  make  thy  bed  shall  condescend, 
.And  from  th'  affliction  take  the  curse. 

7  Should'st  thou  a  moment's  absence  mourn: 
Should  some  short  darkness  intervene  ; 
He'll  give  the  power,  till  light  return, 
To  trust  him  with  the  cloud  between. 

HYMN  147.     L.  M. 

Death.         3  Hymns. 

1  Ye  sons  of  men,  the  warning  take, 

A  moment  brings  us  all  to  dust. 
.flwake  from  sin  ;  from  sloth  awake. 
Reflect  in  what  you  put  your  trust. 

2  Life  is  a  lily,  fair  to-day, 

To-morrow  into  th'  oven  thrown  ; 
Health  soon  will  fail,  and  strength  decay, 
No  help  in  pow'r,  in  riches  none. 

3  Ah  !  what  avails  the  pompous  pall  ? 

The  sable  stoles*  the  plumed  hearse  ? 
To  rot  within  some  sacred  wall, 
Or  wound  a  stone  with  lying  verse  ? 

4  'Tis  destin'd,  all  men  once  must  die, 

And  after  death  receive  their  doom 

*  Black  robes. 


HYMN  148.  195 

Then  whither  will  th'  ungodly  fly  ? 


Or  those  who  carelessly  presume 


&  Blessed  are  they  and  only  they, 

Who  in  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  die ; 
Their  bodies  wait  redemption's  day, 
And  6leep  in  peace  where'er  they  lie. 

6  Where  is  thy  vict'ry,  where  thy  sting, 
Thou  ghastly  king  of  terrors,  death ; 
We  worms  defy  thee,  while  we  sing,     v 
♦#nd  trample  on  thy  pow'r  by  faith. 

HYMN  148.     C.  M. 

1  Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear- — 

Repent :  thy  end  is  nigh : 
Death  at  the  farthest  can't  be  far : 
Oh  !  think  before  thou  die. 

2  Reflect,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save  * 

Thy  sins,  how  high  they  mount  I 
What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave  ? 
How  stands  that  dark  account  ? 

3  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defence, 

His  time  there's  none  can  tell : 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven,  or  to  hell. 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  chiefest  care, 

Shall  crawling:  worms  consume  : 


196  HYMN  149. 

But,  ah  !  destruction  stops  not  there, 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day,  the  gospel  calls,  to-day, 

Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you  : 
Let  every  one  forsake  his  way, 
And  mercy  will  ensue ; 

6  Rich  mercy,  dearly  bought  with  blood, 

How  vile  soe'er  he  be  ; 
Abundant  pardon,  peace  with  God, 
.#11  giv'n  entirely  free. 

HYMN  149.      S.  M. 

1  Ye  bold  blaspheming  souls, 
Whose  conscience  nothing  scares : 

Ye  carnal  cold  professing  fools. 
Whose  state's  as  bad  as  theirs : 

2  Ye  strong  deluded  lights, 
Whose  faith's  too  stout  to  pray  ; 

And  ye,  whom  proud  perfection  cheat*, 
As  free  from  sin  as  they; 

3  The  awful  change,  not  far, 
Dissolves  each  golden  dream  : 

Death  will  distinguish  what  you  are, 
From  what  you  only  seem. 

4  Repent,  or  you're  undone, 
^nd  pray  to  God  with  speed 


HYMN  150.  197 

Perhaps  the  truth  may  yet  be  known, 
And  make  you  free  indeed. 

The  heur  of  death  draws  nigh, 
'Tis  time  to  drop  the  mask  s 
Fall  at  the  feet  of  Christ,  and  cry ; 
He  gives  to  all  that  ask. 

Good  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
iflbolisher  of  death, 
O  give  us  all  repentance  deep, 
And  purifying  faith, 

HYMN  150.  L.  M. 
4  Funeral  Hymns. 
The  spirits  of  the  just, 

Confin'd  in  bodies,  groan, 
'Till  death  consigns  the  corpse  to  dust, 
And  then  the  conflicts  done. 

Jesus,  who  came  to  save, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Perfum'd  the  chambers  of  the  grave, 
And  made  ev'n  death  our  gain. 

Why  fear  we  then  to  trust 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay? 
In  quiet  rests  our  brother's  dust, 
And  thus  it  seems  to  say  : 

16* 


198  HYMN  151. 

4  "  Forbear,  my  friend,  to  weep, 
t;  Since  death  has  lost  its  sting : 

"Those  Christians  that  in  Jesus  sleep, 
"  Our  God  will  with  him  bring." 

5  This  message  then  receive, 
And  grief  indulge  no  more  : 

Return  to  work  awhile,  believe, 
And  wait  the  welcome  hour. 

HYMN  151. 

1  Sons  of  God  by  blest  adoption, 
View  the  dead  with  steady  eyes  ; 
What  is  sown  thus  in  corruption, 
Shall  in  incorruption  rise. 
What  is  sown  in  death's  dishonor, 
Shall  revive  to  glory's  light ; 
What  is  sown  in  this  weak  manner, 
Shall  be  rais'd  in  matchless  might. 

2  Earthly  cavern,  to  thy  keeping 
We  commit  our  brother's  dust : 
Keep  it  safely,  softly  sleeping, 
'Till  our  Lord  demands  thy  trust: 
Sweetly  sleep,  dear  saint,  in  Jesus, 
Thou,  with  us,  shalt  wake  from  death 
Hold  he  cannot,  tho'  he  seize  us, 

We  his  power  defy  by  faith. 


HYMN  152.  199 

3  Jesus,  thy  rich  consolations 
To  thy  mourning  people  send  ; 
May  we  all,  with  faith  and  patience, 
Wait  for  our  approaching  end  i 
Keep  from  courage  vain  or  vaunted 
For  our  change  our  hearts  prepare  ; 
Give  us  confidence  undaunted, 
Cheerful  hope,  and  godly  fear. 

HYMN  152.     7's  &  6's. 

1  Christians,  view  this  solemn  scene, 

And,  if  your  souls  be  sad, 
Look  beyond  the  cloud  between, 

And  let  your  hearts  be  glad. 
Never  from  your  mem'ry  lose 
The  resurrection  of  the  just : 
Death's  a  blessing  now  to  those 

Who  in  our  Jesus  trust. 

2  Deep  interr'd  in  earth's  dark  womb 

The  mould'ring  body  lies  ; 
But  the  Christian  from  the  tomb 

Shall  soon  triumphant  rise. 
Jesus  Christ,  the  righteous  judge, 
For  all  his  people's  sins  was  slain- 
Give  the  Saviour,  v*i     iut  grudge, 

The  purchase  of  hu;  pain. 

3  Now  the  grave's  a  downy  bed, 

Embroider'd  round  with  blood  : 


200  HYMN  153. 

Say  not  the  believer's  dead, 

He  only  rests  in  God, 
Lord,  we  long  to  be  at  home, 
Lay  down  our  heads,  and  sleep  in  thee  \ 
Come,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come, 

And  set  thy  pris'ners  free. 

HYMN  153.     L.  M. 

J  Founiah*  oflife,  who  gav'st  us  breath, 
Eternal  sire,  by  all  ador'd . 
Who  mak'st  us  conqu'rors  over  death, 
Thro'  Jesus  our  victorious  Lord. 

2  We  give  thee  thanks,  we  sing  thy  praise, 
For'calling  thus  thy  children  home, 
-And  short'ning  tribulation  days, 

To  hide  them  in  the  peaceful  tomb. 

3  Jesus,  confiding  in  thy  name. 

Thou  King  of  saints,  thy  body's  head, 
We  give  to  earth  the  breathless  frame 
Rememb'ring  thou  thyself  wast  dead. 

4  Thine  was  a  bitter  death  indeed, 
Thou  harmless  suff'ring  Lamb  of  God : 
Thou  hast  from  hell  thy  people  freed, 
And  drown'd  destruction  in  thy  blood. 


HYMN  154.  201 

HYMN  154.  C.  M. 

The  Resurrection.  2  Hymns. 

1  The  praise  of  Christ,  ye  Christians,  sound, 

His  mighty  act  be  told  : 
Death  has  receiv'd  a  deadly  wound, 
He  takes  but  cannot  hold. 

2  Clipt  are  the  greedy  vulture's  claws, 

No  more  we  dread  his  pow'r ; 
He  gapes  with  adamantine  jaws, 
.And  grins,  but  can't  devour. 

3  Believers  in  these  darksome  graves 

Shall  start,  to  light  restor'd  ; 

Forsake  their  monumental  caves, 

And  mount  to  meet  the  Lord. 

4  Not  in  ground  the  dying  grain 

Is  hid.  or  lies  forlorn  ; 
But  soon  revives,  and  springs  again, 
And  comes  to  standing  corn. 

7>  So,  waking  from  the  womb  of  earth, 
Where  Christ  has  lain  before, 
And  bursting  to  a  better  birth, 
We  rise  to  die  no  more. 

6  The  wicked  too  shall  rise  again  ; 
The  difference  will  be  this : 
They  rise  to  everlasting  pain, 
And  saints  to  endless  bliss. 


202  HYMN   155. 

HYMN  155.     7's. 

1  Pleas'd  we  read,  in  sacred  story, 

How  our  Lord  resum'd  his  breath  : 
Where,  O  grave's  thj  conqu'ring  glory? 

Where's  thy  sting,  thou  phantom,  death? 
Soon  thy  jaws,  restrain'd  from  chewing, 

Must  disgorge  their  ransom'd  prey  ■ 
Man  first  gave  thee  pow'r  to  ruin — 

Man,  too,  takes  that  power  away. 

2  I  am  Alpha,  says  the  Saviour, 

I  Omega,  likwise  am  : 
I  was  dead  and  live  forever, 

God  Almighty  and  the  Lamb. 
In  the  Lord  is  our  perfection, 

j3nd  in  him  our  boast  we'll  make- 
We  shall  share  his  resurrection, 

If  we  of  his  death  partake, 

3  Ye  that  die  without  repentance, 

Ye  must  rise,  when  Christ  appears; 
Rise  to  hear  your  dreadful  sentence, 

While  the  saints  rejoice  in  theirs. 
You  to  dwell  with  fiends  infernal, 

They  with  Jesus  Christ  to  reign  , 
They  go  into  life  eternal, 

You  to  everlasting  pain. 

4  Bold  rebellion,  base  blacksliding, 

Stop  your  course,  reflect  with  dread, 
In  destruction  there's  no  hiding ; 

Death  and  hell  give  up  their  dead, 
Ev'ry  sea,  and  lake,  and  river, 


HYMM  156.  205 

Shall  restore  their  dead  to  view  ■ 
Shout  for  gladness,  O  Deliver, 
Christ  is  ris'n  and  so  shall  you. 

HYMN  156.    L.  M. 

The  Day  of  Judgment.  3  Hyinn* 

1  Awake,  ye  sleeping  souls,  awake,, 
.And  hear  the  God  of  Isra'l  speak ; 
His  word  is  faithful,  firm,  and  true, 
Sinners,  attend,  he  speaks  to  you. 

2  Mercy  and  vengeance  in  me  dwell, 
One  lifts  to  heaven,  one  casts  to  hell ; 
My  favor's  more  than  life,  my  wrath 
Will  burn  beyond  the  bounds  of  death. 

3  Short  i9  the  space,  and  death  must  come, 
And  after  death  the  day  of  doom  ; 

When  quick  and  dead  the  Judge  shall  call, 
.And  deal  their  due  d  eserts  to  all. 

4  Fixt  in  everlasting  state, 

Could  men  repent,  'twere  then  too  late: 
Justice  has  bolted  mercy's  door, 
And  God's  long  sufif'ring  is  no  more. 

5  'Tis  now  the  gospel  message  sent 
Commands  repentance,  now  repent, 
Wisely  be  warn'd  to  refuge  run, 
Obey  the  Father,  kiss  the  Son. 


204  HYMN  157. 

6  In  Christ  receive  the  gift  of  God, 
Complete  redemption  tho'  his  blood  : 
Mercy  triumphant,  sin  forgiv'n, 
And  everlasting  life  in  heaven. 

HYMN  157.  S.M. 

1  Behold  !  with  awful  pomp, 
The  Judge  prepares  to  come, 

TV  archangel  sounds  the  dreadful  trump, 
And  wakes  the  gen'ral  doom. 

2  Nature,  in  wild  amaze, 
Her  dissolution  mourns ; 

Blushes  of  blood  the  moon  defac<», 
The  sun  to  darkness  turns. 

3  The  living  look  with  dread  ; 
The  frighted  dead  arise — 

Start  from  the  monumental  bed, 
And  lift  their  ghastly  eyes. 

4  Horrors  all  hearts  appal ; 

They  quake,  they  shriek,  they  cry  ; 
Bid  rocks  and  montains  on  them  fall, 
But  rocks  and  mountains  fly. 

b      Ye  wilful  wanton  fools, 

Let  danger  make  you  wise  ; 
Carnal  professors,  careless  souls, 
Unclose  your  lazy  eyes. 


HYMN  158.  205 

6       'Tis  time  we  all  awake  ; 

The  dreadful  day  draws  near  : 
Sinners,  your  proud  presumption  check. 
j3nd  stop  your  wild  career. 

%      Now  is  th'  accepted  time ; 
To  Christ  for  mercy  fly ; 
O  turn,  repent,  and  trust  in  him. 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

8       Great  God,  in  whom  we  live, 
Prepare  us  for  that  day : 
Help  us  in  Jesus  to  believe, 
,     To  watch,  and  wait,  and  pray. 

HYMN  168.      C.  M. 


Of  hell's  devouring  lake, 
O  think  on  death,  on  judgment  think  ; 
What  mean'st  thou  sleeper  ?  Wake. 

2  Soon  shall  the  Lord  himself  descend, 
*        The  clouds  before  him  driv'n : 

A  sudden  shout  the  earth  shall  rend. 
And  shake  the  powers  of  heaven. 

3  Myriads  of  angels  bright  shall  wait, 

His  orders  to  obey  ; 
vlnd  ransom'd  saints  triumphant  meet, 
As  bright  and  blest  as  they. 

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206  HYMN  159. 

4  The  King  shall  send  his  summons  forth, 

His  messenger  shall  speed, 
From  east  and  west,  from  south  and  norths 
To  cite  the  quick  and  dead. 

5  But,  ah  !  what  pale,  what  ghastly  looks  ! 

When  guilty  wretches  come, 
To  hear  from  God's  unerring  books, 
Their  just  tho'  dreadful  doom  ? 

6  Convinc'd  of  ev'ry  wanton  word, 

Of  ev'ry  daring  sin, 
Of  speeches  hard  against  the  Lord, 
And  thoughts  and  acts  unclean. 

7  Save  us,  O  Jesus,  by  thy  death, 

.And  cleanse  us  in  thy  blood  : 
Give  us  to  live  and  die  in  faith, 
And  wait  the  trump  of  God. 

HYMN  159.  C.  M. 
Heaven. 

1  Ye  souls  that  trust  in  Christ  rejoice. 

Your  sins  are  all  forgiv'n  : 
Let  ev'ry  Christian  lift  his  voice, 
.And  sing  the  joys  of  heaven. 

2  Heaven,  is  that  holy  happy  place, 

Where  sin  no  more  defiles  ; 
Where  God  unveils  his  blissful  face, 
w?nd  looks,  and  loves,  and  smilss. 


HYMN  159.  207 

3  Where  Jesus,  son  of  man  and  God, 

Triumphant  from  his  wars, 
Walks  in  rich  garments  dipt  in  blood, 
And  shews  his  glorious  scars. 

4  Where  ransom'd  sinners  sound  God's  praise 

Th*  angelic  host  among ; 
Sing  the  rich  wonders  of  his  grace, 
.And  Jesus  leads  the  song. 

5  Where  saints  are  free  from  ev'ry  load 

Of  passions,  or  of  pains  : 
God  dwells  in  fhem,  and  they  in  God, 
.And  love  for  ever  reigns. 
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6  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  can  the  heart  conceive, 
All  that  the  blood  of  Christ  procur'd, 
Or  all  that  God  can  give. 

7  Lord  as  thou  shew'st  thy  glory  there, 

Make  known  thy  grace  to  us  : 
And  heaven  will  not  be  wanting  here, 
While  we  can  hymn  thee  thus. 

2  Jesus  our  dear  Redeemer  died, 
That  we  might  be  forgiv'n  ; 
Hose,  that  we  might  be  justified, 
And  sends  the  Spir't  from  heaven* 


208       '  HYMN  160. 

HYMN  160.    L.  M. 

Good  Works.    3  Hymns. 

1  In  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith, 
When  all  their  works  exhibit  death, 
When  they  indulge  some  sinful  view 
In  all  they  say,  and  all  they  do. 

2  The  true  believer  fears  the  Lord, 
Obeys  his  precepts  keeps  his  word ; 
Commits  his  works  to  God  alone, 
And  seeks  his  will  before  his  owti. 

3  A  barren  tree  that  bears  no  fruit, 
Brings  no  great  glory  to  its  root: 
When  on  the  boughs  rich  fruit  we  see, 
'Tis  then  we  cry,   "  A  goodly  tree  !" 

4  Never  did  men  by  faith  divine 
To  selfishness  or  sloth  incline ; 

The  Christian  works  with  all  his  power, 
J?nd  grieves  that  he  can  work  no  more. 

HYMN  161.      CM. 

1  When  filthy  passions  or  unjust 

Professors  minds  control ; 
When  men  give  up  the  reins  to  lust, 
.And  int'rest  sways  the  whole  : 

2  Or  when  they  seek  themselves  to  please, 

Decline  each  thorny  road. 


HYMN  162.  209 

Indulge  their  sloth,  consult  their  ease, 
And  slight  the  fear  of  God  : 

3  The  faith  is  vain  such  men  profess, 

It  comes  not  from  above  ; 
The  righteous  man  does  righteousness, 
And  true  faith  works  by  love, 

4  Men's  actions  with  their  minds  will  suit, 

By  them  the  heart  is  view'd  * 
A  tree  that  bears  corrupted  fruit 
Cannot  be  called  good. 

£  The  Christian  seeks  his  brothers  good, 
Sometimes  beyond  his  own  ; 
Or  if  self-int'rest  will  intrude, 
It  does  not  reign  alone. 

6  Help  us  dear  Lord  to  honor  thee ; 
Let  our  good  works  abound  • 
Thou  art  that  green,  that  fruitful  tree, 
From  thee  our  fruit  is  found. 

HYMN  162.     S.  M. 

1  Vain  man,  to  boast  forbear 
The  knowledge  in  thy  head : 

The  sacred  scriptures  this  declare, 
Faith  'without  works  is  dead. 

2  When  Christ  the  judge  shall  come, 
To  render  each  his  due ; 

17* 


210  HYMN  163. 

He'll  deal  thy  deeds  their  righteous  doom, 
And  set  thy  works  in  view, 

3  Food  to  the  hungry  give  ; 
Give  to  the  thirsty  drink : 

To  follow  Christ  is  to  believe  ■ 
Dead  faith  is  but  to  think. 

4  The  man  that  loves  the  Lord 
Will  mind  whate'er  he  bid  : 

Will  pay  regard  to  all  his  word. 
And  do  as  Jesus  did. 

5  The  dead  professor  counts 
Good  works  as  legal  ties  5 

His  faith  to  action  seldom  mounts ; 
On  doctrine  he  relies. 

6  But  words  engender  strife  ; 
Behold  the  gospel  plan  : 

Trust  in  the  Lord  alone  for  life. 
j3nd  do  what  good  you  can. 

HYMN  163.     CM. 
Repentance.     2  Hymns. 
1  What  various  ways  do  men  invent 
To  give  the  conscience  ease  s 
Some  say,  believe,  and  some,  repent- 
And  some  say,  strive  to  please. 


HYMN  164.  211 

2  But,  brethren,  Christ,  and  Christ  alone 

Can  rightly  do  the  thing : 
Nor  ever  can  the  way  be  known, 
'Till  he  salvation  bring. 

3  What  mean  the  men  that  say,  believe, 

And  let  repentance  go  ? 
What  comfort  can  the  soul  receive 
That  never  felt  its  woe  ? 

4  Christ  says,  "  That  I  might  sinners  call 

"  To  penitence  I'm  sent  i" 
And,  "  Likewise  ye  shall  perish  all, 
"  Except  ye  do  repent." 

5  Those  who  are  call'd  by  grace  divine 

Believe,  but  not  alone  : 
Repentance  to  their  faith  they  join, 
And  so  go  safely  on. 

6  But  should  repentance,  or  should  faith, 

Should  both  deficient  seem  ; 
Jesus  gives  both  (the  scripture  saith) 
Then  ask  them  both  of  him. 

HYMN  164.   C  M- 
1  Repentance  is  a  gift  bestow'd, 
To  save  a  soul  from  death ; 
Gospel  repentance  towards  God 
Is  always  join'd  to  faith. 


212  HYMN  165. 

2  Not  for  an  hour,  a  day,  a  week, 

Do  saints  repentance  own  ; 
But  all  the  time  the  Lord  they  feel » 
At  sin  they  grieve  and  groan, 

3  Nor  is  it  such  a  dismal  thing, 

.fls  'tis  by  some  men  nam'd  • 
A  sinner  may  repent  and  sing, 
Rejoice  and  be  asham'd. 

4  'Tis  not  the  fear  of  hell  alone, 

For  that  may  prove  extreme ; 

Repenting  saints  the  Saviour  own, 

And  grieve  for  grieving  him. 

5  If  penitence  be  quite  left  out, 

/Religion  is  but  halt ; 
And  hope,  tho'  e'er  so  clear  of  doubt, 
Like  off'rings  without  salt. 

HYMN  165.    TsSlS's. 
Christ  is  Holy.     2  Hymns. 
1  Jesus,  Lord  of  life  and  peace, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  voice  ; 
Teach  us  at  thy  holiness 

To  tremble  and  rejoice. 
Sweet  and  terrible's  thy  word ; 
Thou  and  thy  word  are  both  the  same, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
We  Uve  thy  holy  name. 


HYMN  165.  213 

t  Burning  seraphs  round  thy  throne 
Beyond  all  brightness  bright, 
Bow  their  bashfal  heads,  and  own 

Their  own  diminish'd  light. 
Worthy  thou  to  be  ador'd, 
Lord  God  Almighty,  great  I  AM  I 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
We  lore  thy  holy  name. 

3  Saints,  in  whom  thy  Spirit  dwells. 

Pour  out  their  souls  t»  thee  ; 
Each  his  tale  in  secret  tells, 

«#nd  sighs  to  be  set  free  • 
Christ  admir'd,  themselves  abhorr'dt 
They  cry  with  awe,  delight  and  shame, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

We  love  thy  holy  name. 

4  Men  whose  hearts  admit  no  fear 

At  thy  perfections  aw'd, 
Use  thy  name  but  not  revere 

The  holy  child  of  God ' 
These  thy  kingdom  own  in  word  : 
Save  us  from  loyalty  so  lame. 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

We  love  thy  holy  name. 

5  Just  and  righteous  is  our  King, 

Glorious  in  holiness : 
"Tho'  we  tremble,  while  we  sing. 


214  HYMN  166. 

We  would  not  wish  it  less. 
Souls  by  whom  the  truth's  explor'd 
Wonders  of  mercy  best  proclaim. 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
We  love  thy  holy  name. 

HYMN  166.     C.  M. 

1  God  is  a  high  and  holy  God, 

Eternally  the  same  : 
Holiness  is  his  blest  abode, 
And  Holy  is  his  name. 

2  The  holy  Father,  holy  Ghost, 

Man  readily  will  own ; 
But  'tis  a  blessing  few  can  boast, 
To  know  the  holy  Son. 

3  With  hearts  of  flint,  and  fronts  of  brass, 

Some  talk  of  Christ  their  head  ; 
And  make  the  living  Lord,  alas ! 
Companion  with  the  dead. 

4  Familiar  freedom,  luscious  names, 

To  Christ  some  fondly  use  ■ 
Visions  of  wonder,  flashy  frames, 
Are  others  utmost  views. 

5  By  things  like  these  men  often  run 

To  this,  or  that  extreme  ; 
But  that  man  truly  knows  the  Son; 
Who  loves  to  live  like  hii^. 


HYMN  167.  215 

6  Lord,  help  us,  by  thy  mighty  powV 
To  gain  our  constant  view; 
Which  is.  that  we  may  know  thee  more, 
*flnd  more  resemble  too. 

HYMN  167.     L.M. 

The  stony  Heart. 

1  Oh  !  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
To  take  this  stubborn  stone  away, 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rent,  the  earth  can  quake 
The  seas  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake  ; 
Of  feeling  all  things  shew  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt ; 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  move  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments  too  unmov'd  I  hear, 
(Amazing  tho't !)  which  devils  fear, 
Goodness  asd  wrath  in  vain  combine, 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

5  But  something  yet  can  do  the  deed, 
And  that  dear  something  much  I  need 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 
And  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 


216  HYMN  168. 

HYMN  168.     C.  M.  D. 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  zvas  slain,  fyc, 

Revelation  v.  12. 

1  We  sing  thy  praise,  exalted  Lamb, 

Who  sitfst  upon  the  throne1 
Ten  thousand  blessings  on  thy  name, 

Who  worthy  art  alone. 
Thy  bruised  broken  body  bore 

Our  sins  upon  the  tree  ; 
And  now  thou  liv'st  for  evermore — 

And  now  we  live  thro'  thee.  J 

2  Poor  sinners,  sing  the  Lamb  that  died ; 

(What  theme  can  sound  so  sweet?) 
His  drooping  head,  bis  streaming  side. 

His  pierced  hands  and  feet ; 
With  all  that  scene  of  suffring  love. 

Which  faith  presents  to  view  : 
For  now  he  lives  and  reigns  above, 

And  lives  and  reigns  for  you. 

•  Was  ever  grace,  Lord,  rich  as  thin 

Can  aught  be  with  it  nam"d: 
What  powerful  beams  of  love  divine 

Thy  tender  heart  inJflam:d  ! 
Ye  angels,  hymn  his  glorious  name, 

Who  lovM  and  conquerd'thus I 
And  we  will  likewise  laud  the  Lamb  : 

For  he  was  slain  for  u?. 


HYMN  169.  217 

HYMN  169.  6?s&8*s. 
Set  your  Affections  on  Things  above.    Col.  hi.  % 

1  Come  raise  your  thankful  voice, 

Ye  souls  redeem'd  with  blood ; 
Leave  earth  and  all  its  toys, 

*#nd  mix  no  more  with  mud. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  esteem'd 
Redem'd,  with  Jesus'  blood  redeem'd. , 

2  Christians  are  priests  and  kings, 

All  born  of  heavenly  birth  : 
Then  think  on  nobler  things, 

And  grovel  not  in  earth. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  esteem'd 
Redeem'd,  with  Jesus'  blood  redeem'd, 

3  With  heart,  and  soul,  and  mind 

Exalt  redeeming  love  • 
Leave  earthly  cares  behind, 

And  set  your  minds  above. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  esteem'd, 
Redeem'd,  with  Jesus'  blood  redeem'd. 

4  Lift  up  your  ravish'd  eyes. 

And  view  the  glory  given  : 
All  lower  things  despise, 

Ye  citizens  of  heaven. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  esteem'  d 
Redeem'd,  with  Jesus'  blood  redeem'd 


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218  HYMN  170. 

5  Be  to  this  world  as  dead, 

Alive  to  that  to  come  . 
Our  life  in  Christ  is  hid, 

Who  soon  shall  call  us  home. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  esteem'd, 
Redeem'd,  with  Jesus'  blood  redeem'd- 

HYMN  170.     L.  M. 

Backsliders,     3  Hymns. 

1  Backsliding  souls,  return  to  God — 
Your  faithful  God  is  gracious  still, 
Leave  the  false  way  ye  long  have  tro^, 
And  he  will  all  backslidings  b<?aJ. 

2  Your  first  espousals  call  to  mind, 
'Tistime  ye  should  be  now  reclaimed. 
What  fruit  couia  ever  christians  find, 

In  things  whereof  they're  now  asham'd. 

3  The  indignation  of  the  Lord 

A  while  endure,  for  'tis  your  due  : 
But  firm  and  stedfast  stands  his  word  ; 
Tho'  you  are  faithless,  he  is  true, 

4  Poor  famish'd  prodigal  come  home, 
Thy  Father's  house  is  open  yet : 
Much  greater  mercy  bids  thee  come 
Than  all  thy  sins,  tho'  these  are  great. 

5  The  blood  of  Christ  (a  precious  blood  !) 
Cleanses  from  all  sin  (doubt  it  not) 


HYMN    172.  219 

And  reconciles  the  soul  to  God, 
From  ev'ry  toll}',  ev'ry  fault. 

HYMN  171.     C.  M. 

\  Deserters  to  the  camp  return, 
Resume  your  former  postr 
Bewail  your  crimes,  your  baseness  mourn, 
For  yet  ye  are  not  lost. 

2  Yours  is  a  sad,  a  dang'rous  case, 

Be  humble  and  repent  = 
Mercy  you'll  find,  tho'  e'er  so  base, 
The  moment  you  relent. 

3  Sinners  are  sav'd  by  Jesus1  blood, 

How  vile  soe'er  they  be  : 
Eternal  life's  the  gift  of  God, 
•tfnd  gift's  are  always  free. 

4  Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  any  man  has  done  ; 

But  God  has  sent  his  Son  to  bless ■ 

Return  and  kiss  the  Son. 

HYMN  172.     C.  M. 

1  From  pois'nous  errors,  pleasing  cheats, 
.And  gilded  baits  of  sin, 
Which,  swallow'd  as  delicious  meats, 
Infect  and  rot  within; 


220  HYMN  173. 

2  Lord,  pardon  a  backslider  base 

Returning"  from  the  dead, 
Asham'd  to  shew  his  sbumeful  face, 
Or  lift  his  guilty  head. 

3  Ah  !  what  a  fool  have  I  been  made, 

Or  rather  made  myself! 
That  mariners  mad  part  I  play'd, 
That  sees,  yet  strikes  the  shelf. 

4  How  weak  must  be  this  wicked  heart, 

Which,  boasting  much  to  know, 
Made  light  of  all  thy  bitter  smart? 
And  wanton'd  with  thy  woe  ! 

5  Monstrous  ingratitude,  I  own. 

Well  worthy  wrath  divine  ! 
Can  blood  such  horrid  crimes  atone  ? 
Yes,  blood  so  rich  as  thine. 

6  Then  since  thy  mercy  makes  me  melt, 

My  baseaess  I  deplore  ■ 
Regard  the  grief  and  shame  I've  felt, 
And  daily  make  them  more. 

HYMN  173.    C.  M. 
Baptism.     3  Hymns. 
1  Father  of  heav'n,  we  thee  address, 
(^Obedience  is  our  view) 
Accept  us  in  thy  Son  and  bless. 
The  work  we  have  to  do. 


HYMN  175.  221 

2  Jesus,  as  water  well  applied, 

Will  make  the  body  clean  ; 
So  in  the  fountain  of  thy  side 
Wash  thou  the  soul  from  sin. 

3  Celestial  Dove  descend  on  high, 

And  on  the  water  brood  ; 
And  with  thy  quick'ning  power  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood. 

4  Great  God,  Three-One,  again  we  call, 

And  our  requests  renew  : 
Accept  in  Christ,  and  bless  withal 
The  work  we've  now  to  do. 

HYMN  174.     L.  M. 
At  Dismission.      6  Hymns. 

1  Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord. 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word, 
AW  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Tho'  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood, 
Give  ev'ry  fetter'd  soul  release, 
.2nd  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

HYMN     175.  S.  M. 

1  Once  more,  before  we  part, 

Well  bless  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
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222  HYxMN  177. 

Record  his  mercies,  ev'ry  heart, 
Sing,  e?'  ry  tongue,  the  same. 

2       Hoard  up  his  sacred  word, 
«#nd  feed  thereon,  and  grow: 
Go  on  to  seek  to  know  the  Lord, 
./md  practise  what  you  know. 

HYMN  176.     CM. 

1  Lord,  help  us  on  thy  word  to  feed, 

In  peace  dismiss  us  hence  ; 
Be  thou,  in  ev'ry  time- of  need, 
Our  refuge  and  defence. 

2  We  now  desire  to  bless  thy  name, 

And  in  our  hearts  record, 
And  with  our  thankful  tongues  proclaim, 
The  goor»»css  of  the  Lord. 

HYMN  177.  7's&6's. 

Guardian  of  thy  helpless  sheep, 

Jesus,  Almighty  Lord, 
Help  our  heedful  hearts  to  keep 

The  treasure  of  thy  word. 
Let  not  Satan  steal  what's  sown, 

Bid  it  bring  forth  precious  fruit, 
Thou  canst  soften  hearts  of  stone, 
And  make  thy  word  take  root. 


HYMN  178.  223 

HYMN  178.  7's&6's. 

Father,  ere  we  hence  depart, 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  down, 
To  reside  in  ev'ry  heart, 

j3nd  bless  the  seed  that's  sown. 
Fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Thou  freely  gav'st  thy  Son  to  die  i 
Send  thy  Spirit  from  above 

To  quicken  and  apply. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


HYMN  1.     C.  M- 

O  praise  the  Lord,  yeheav'nly  host, 
The  same  on  earth  be  done. 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  great,  the  good  Three-One. 

HYMN  2.  L.  M. 

To  the  great  Godhead,  Father,  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 

Be  glory,  praise,  and  honor  given 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 


224  HYMN  6. 

HYMN  3.      S.  M. 
With  all  the  heav'nly  host, 

Let  Christians  join  to  laud 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God. 

HYMN  4.   5's. 
Give  glory  to  God, 

Ye  children  of  men. 
And  publish  abroad 
*%ain   and  again 
The  Son's  glorious  merit, 
The  Father's  free  grace, 
The  gifts  of  the  Spirit, 
To  Adam's  lost  race- 

HYMN  5.  7's. 

Gmm  10  th'  Eternal  be, 

Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
God  that  pitied  sinners  lost, 
Father,   Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

HYMN  6.  C.  M.  D. 

We  laud  thy  name,  Almighty  Lord, 

The  Father  of  all  grace  : 
We  laud  thy  name,  Incarnate  Word, 

Who  sav'dst  a  sinful  race  : 
We  laud  thy  name,  blest  Spirt  of  Truth, 

Who  dost  salvation  seal  ; 
Incline  the  heart,  unlose  the  mo«th, 

4od  sanctify  the  will. 


INDEX. 

A  form  of  words,  tho'  e'er  so  sound 
A  Man  there  is,  a  real  Man 
•And  must  it,  Lord  be  so 
As  when  a  child  secure  of  harms  . 
Awake,  ye  sleeping  souls,  awake 
Backsliding  souls, Return  to  God    . 
Believer  lift  thy  drooping  head 
Behold  !  with  awful  pomp 
Believers  own  they  are  but  blind  . 
Blessed  are  they  whose  guilt  is  gone 
Blest  Spirit  of  truth,  eternal  God 
Biess  the  Lor  J,  my  soul,  and  raise 
Brethren,  would  you  know  your  stay 
Brethren,  those  who  come  to  bliss, 
Brethren,  let  us  praise  our  Lord  . 
Brethren,  why  toil  ye  thus  fo#  toys 
Come  raise  your  thankful  voice     . 
Come,  ye  backsliding  sons  of  God 
Come  hither  ye  that  fain  would  know 
Come,  all  ye  Ctrcn»«,  sajnts  0f  G0(J 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 
Come  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord     . 
Come,  mjr  soul,  and  let  us  try 
cume  hither,  ye  tbat  fear  the  Lord 
Come,  yc  humble  sinner-train 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched 
Come,  ye  Christians,  sing  the  praises 
Christ  is  the  friend  of  sinners 
Christ  is  the  eternal  rock 
Christians,  view  this  solemn  scene. 
Christians,  dismiss  your  fear 
Deep  in  a  cold  a  joyless  cell  . 
Descend  from  heaven,  celestial  dove 
Deserters  to  the  camp  return 
Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord 
Faith  in  the  bleeding  Lamb 
Faith  in  Jesus  can  repel 
Faith's  a  convincing  proof    . 
Father,  ere  we  hence  depart 
Father  of  heaven,  we  thee  address 
Father  of  heaven,  almighty  King 
Fountain  of  life,  who  gav'st  us  breath 


226  INDEX. 

From  pois'noas  errors  pleasing  cheats 

Gird  thy  loins  up,  Christian  soldier 

Glory  to  God  on  high 

God  thus  commanded  Jacob's  seed 

God  is  a  high  and  holy  God 

Guardian  of  thy  helpless  sheep 

Gracious  God,  thy  children  keep 

Hail  thou  Bridegroom  bruis'd  to  death 

Happy  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord 

He  that  believeth  Christ  the  Lord, 

How  can  ye  hope,  deluded  souls 

How  strange  is  the  course  that  a  Christian  must  steer 

How  wondrous  are  the  works  of  God 

How  high  a  priv'lege  'tis  to  know 

How  sore  a  plague  is  sin 

How  blest  is  the  season 

How  hard  and  rugged  is  the  way 

I  am,  safth  Christ,  the  way 

If  unbelief's  that  sin  accurst 

J  fever  it  could  come  to  pass         s 

]f  dust  and  ashes  might  presume  . 

Innumerable  foes  . 

Is  then  the  law  of  God  untrue 

In  all  our  worst  afflictions    - 

In  vain  men  talk  of  \^"S  ««&      . 

Jesus,  Lord  .^ae  and  peace 

jo.ua,  wmle  he  dwelt  below 

Jesus,  when  on  the  bloody  tree 

Jesus,  our  triumphant  head     . 

Jesus,  once  for  sinners  slain  . 

Jesus  is  our  God  and  Saviour 

Jesus  is  the  chiefestgood 

Join  ev'ry  tongue  to  sing    ^  - 

Kind  souls,  who  for  the  mis'ries  moan 

Lamb  of  God,  we  fall  before  thee 

Let  us  ask  the  important  question 

Let  us  all  with  grateful  praises 

Lord,  when  thy  Spir't    descends  to  she\ 

Lord,  when  I  hear  thy  children  talk 

Lord,  pity  Outcasts  vile  and  base, 

Lord,  who  can  hear  of  all  thy  woe 

Loid,  send  thy  Spirit  down  . 


INDEX. 

Lord,  look  on  all  assembled  here  , 

Lord,  we  He  before  thy  feet    . 

Lord,  help  us  on  thy  word  to  feed 

Lord,  hear  a  restless  wretch's  groans 

Lord,  what  a  riddle  is  my  soul ! 

Man,  bewail  thy  situatien 

Mercy  is  welcome  news  indeed     . 

Mighty  enemies  without 

Mistaken  men  may  bawl     . 

Much  we  talk  of  Jesus'  blood 

My  brethren,  why  these  anxious  fears 

My  God,  when  I  reflect 

Now  for  a  theme  of  thankful  praise 

Now  from  the  garden  to  the  cross 

Now  for  a  wondrous  song 

No  prophet,  nor  dreamer  of  dreams 

O  ye  sons  of  men  be  wise 

Of  all  the  creatures  God  has  made 

Oh  '.  that  our  flinty  hearts  would  melt 

Oh  !  for  a  glance  «>€  heav'nly  day 

Oh  !  what  a  sad  and  doleful  night 

Oh  !  the  pangs  by  Chrisuans  fejt 

r»V» !  what  a  narrow,  path 

Once  more  the  constant  sun 

Once  more,  before  we  part         ""-"t"*-^ 

Once  more  we  come  before  our  God 

Pity  a  helpless  sinner  Lord  . 

Pleas'd  we  read,  in  sacred  story     . 

Repentance  is  a  gift  bestow 'd, 

See  from  the  dungeon  of  the  dead 

Sinner,  that  slumb'rest  on  the  brink 

Sons  of  God  by  blest  adoption 

That  day  when  Christ  was  crucified 

That  doleful  night  before  his  death, 

The  things  on  earth  which  men  esteem 

The  fountain  of  Christ 

The  sinner  that  truly  believes 

The  God  I  trust    .... 

The  king  of  heaven  a  feast  has  made 

The  blest  memorials  of  thy  grief 

The  tender  mercies  of  the  Lord 

The  God,  that  first  us  chose, 

The  men  that  fear  the  Lord 

The  spirit  of  the  just 

The  praise  of  Christ,  ye  Christians,  sound 


228  INDEX. 

The  moon  and  stars  shall  lose  their  light 
The  soul  that  with  sincere  desires 
The  sinner  that  by  precious  faith 
The  Holy  Ghost  in  Scripture  saith 
The  souls  that  would  to  Jesus  press, 
The  Lord  that  made  both  heaven  and  earth 
The  Lord  assur'd  the  chosen  race 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made 
Tho'  void  of  all  that's  good 
Tho'  si  rait  he  the  yvay 
Thus  saith  the  Lord  to  those  that  stand 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,  we  praise 
To  you  who  stand  in  Christ  so  fast 
To  comprehend  the  great  Three-One 
Vain  man.  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear- 
Vain  man,  to  boast  forbear 
We  sing  thy  praise,  exalted  Lamb 
What  various  ways  do  men  invent 

What  makes  mistaken  men  afraid 
What  slavish  feais   molest  my  mind 
What  tongue  can  fully  tell 

Whatever  prompts  the  soul  to  rriiie 

When  Noah,  with  his  favorM  few 

When  I,    by  faith  my  Maker  *ee 
When  Jesus  with1--  '"'ghty  love 

When  a—  in  t,ie  holiest  place  . 
When  we  pray,  or  when  we  sing 

When  is  it  Christians  all  agree     . 

When  thro' the  desert  vast    . 

When  Jesus  undertook 

When  pining  sickness  wastes  the  frame 

When  Adam  by  transgression  fell 

When  deaf  to  ev'ry  warning  giv'n 

When  filthy  passions  or  unjust 

Whene'er  1  make  some  sudden  stop 

While  heavenly  Uo-iS  their  anthems  sing 

Whoe'er  believes  aright 

Wide  is  the  gate  of  death 

Ye  tempted  souls,  reflect 

Ye  souls  that  are  weak 

Ye  souls  that  trust  in  Christ  rejoice 

Ye  lambs  of  Christ's  fold 

Ye  children  of  God 

Ye  bold  blaspheming  souls 

Ve  sons  ©I  uen,  the  warning  take 


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